Eyes black, weed blue, when I'm all alone I just think 'bout you
Back to the shit that we get into
Now you're with him and he's like me too
With a dude full of rues, smoking dope on the road
With a box full of matches brew in the cup holder
Girl, you're cute, I just wish you were older
And sometimes I just wish my life was over
Watching MTV up inside my rover
Feeling lucky like a four leaf clover
Dropping pills in my pineapple soda
Thinking 'bout shit that I can't when I'm sober
Been running since 2012
Getting high in my ride while I’m thinking ‘bout you
Got shit that you say you gotta do
I just hope I’m alive to see you come through
















