Greyhound Songtext / Lyric

Picking in my nosebleed

I sucked on a roach

Marcing to a new beat

Bumbing like coach

You were on the rebound

I was on the road

Riding in a grover???? like a????

Walking in my blue jeans

Walking every dest.

Runing like a food chain

Smoke them by the fires

Song looks like a dope theme

I would come to pairs

She was very guilty

And we had a blast

When dady was a hectic

I was on the floor

I'm. I'm. My god

We don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk

Sensing on my butt

When dady was a hectic

I was on the floor

I'm. I'm. My god

we don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk

Sensing on my butt

tell me crack from the star

When dady was a hectic

I was on the floor

I'm. I'm. My god

We don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk

Sensing on my butt

When dady was a hectic

I was on the floor

I'm. I'm. My god

We don't do that thing no more

Trouble with the daylight spining like a hawk

Sensing on my butt

tell me crack form the star

tell me crack from the star

tempting on the higher

tempting on the higher???????????