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lastee & crowned yung - zulu king arthur lyrics

[hook : lastee]
i… hate being sober, it’s like a coma
she said she a pothead so i gotta pull the swords out the stoner
magical excalibur, pour the mud xan it up
this right here on ten bet it’s gon make the haters madden up
hate being sober, it’s like a coma
she said she a pothead so i gotta pull the swords out the stoner
real ones in their bag a lot, fake ones gon brag a lot
came from the trap now we in the ‘burbs next house gon be camelot

[verse 1 : lastee]
my b+tch summer cabin hot
got all the features that jasmine got
yes sir i done taken alladin’s spot
she blow up my phone like it’s ragnarok
she thinks she’s playing me i scam the thot
f+ck her then tell her to scram
the xanny kick going h.a.m something like jean+claude van dam
i’m a good guy but good guy overtaken by hood guy
school of hard+knocks alumni, i mean alumni columbine
n+gga you were dissing me on twitter, tough guy
now that we are in person you’re tongue tied
say you want smoke yeah the puff guy
choppa make you run until your lungs tire out
yeah your b+tch was a flame but her fire died out
i’m up in the clouds you can’t run my route
sipping promethazine you can go and pour the rum right out
i’m d+cking your queen when i see you i’m like walala
way smarter than matilda but a n+gga getting dumb high now
[hook : lastee]
hate being sober, it’s like a coma
she said she a pothead, so i gotta pull the swords out the stoner
magical excalibur pour the mud xan it up
this right here on ten bet it’s gon make the haters madden up
hate being sober it’s like a coma
she said she a pothead, so i gotta pull the swords out the stoner
real ones in their bag a lot fake ones gon brag a lot
came from the trap now we in the ‘burbs next house gon be camelot

[verse 2 : crownedyung]
for the m’s ima dibble and dabble
told the f+ck sh+t to skiddle skedaddle
just like ‘set i don’t bibble and babble
bigger drip shawty triple your tackle
last night was mad trill
popping pillies it isn’t no advil
the ass shakers had mad sk!ll
swear to god we left the club in shambles
the d stress her she a damsel
n+gga i tweak like denzel
weight of the wait on renzel
i told lil mama i don’t want a pen pal
lil mama spazzing she think that she’s kendall
i just met up with the plug and it went well
real dope no fentanyl in my pockets let the dead friends swell
me and lastee fienda black out for sure
i want more head than a stack of fedoras
thick joint i done packed up a forest
codeine hippy look at my aura
ima shine ’til i die like i ran up an order
one hundrer mills ima can up a quarter
f+ck on your b+tch ain’t no amnesty for her
and i chalked her out way before i had bored her
[hook : crownedyung]
hate being sober, it’s like a coma
she said she a pothead, so i gotta pull the swords out the stoner
magical excalibur pour the mud xan it up
this right here on ten bet it’s gon make the haters madden up
hate being sober it’s like a coma
she said she a pothead, so i gotta pull the swords out the stoner
real ones in their bag a lot fake ones gon brag a lot
came from the trap now we in the ‘burbs next house gon be camelot

- lastee crowned yung lyrics

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