Lost

[Intro]

Sour Hour, TreeJay

Most Dope, what's good?

[Verse]

I'm calm, cold, got a blunt, gonna roll up two

Don't panic, 'cause I'ma take over this planet

[?] cut like a bandage

On the net, all up in your bandwidth

No beaver, but goddammit, this sour I smoke enhance it

Got a helicopter, where should I land it?

Been searchin', but can't find it

The things I do is timeless

Where the fuck did this kid find this?

Rhyme shit, hit lime piff

Always see me chillin' with a fine bitch

Let her show me where her mind is

Dead silence, it's private, so solace

Want a Bentley and a big backyard

Friendly, but a big rap star

Still show love, more bud to roll up

Smoke Dutch, so much to toke up

On a big cigar, or maybe in the mood for a doob

If I roll one of these G's up, boy, you gotta roll one too

See, I'm high, but I'm stuck in school

Don't know what the fuck to do

Uh, self-made, designed my own mind like a pair of custom shoes

So keep 'em fresh, please

Finna ball, 'bout to win an ESPY

Gretzky, endless weed

Your spittin' doesn't impress me

You walk, but you got two left feet

Drink vodka with my Pepsi

I'm drunk, you sober

I'm startin', it's over

Red Rover, Red Rover, you can't break down my wall

My hour is so sour, so I ain't gonna answer calls, I'm lost

[Outro]

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