IV – 995

IV – 995 Lyrics

Artist: IV
Song: 995

Haha
We are poppin’ off right the f#ck now
Yuh
Off type high

Percs and codeine in my bag
Chillin’ with the gang
Open fire bang, bang, bang [Uh
Cus i’m just stressed [Uh

Made ’em my type [Uh
I think i’m finna die [uh]
Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket

I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
I don’t take sh#t for granted

If that’s not the truest sh#t
I’ve heard
And all these times
I must have been colourblind

Because all of my Fifties be
Lookin’ like Big Bird
If i’m in my 60s
Expect to see me

We gonna smoke blunts at the
Barnfield
We smokin’ organic
Smokin’ that green sh#t

Sippin’ on coffee
Acting like it is the Ninetys
Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket

I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
Sippin’ on lean

Goin’ out hard
Don’t think there is a chance
Got problems everyday
I get high, they go away

But it stabs me in the heart
When i wake up the next day
I wish it was a nightmare
But that sh#t continues

When my eyes are open wide
Wish i had a place
To push my sorrows
And my sadness all away

Imma get high wit’ Ian
Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket
I’m bouta get high

If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
Let’s slide right inside
Weed in my pocket

I’m bouta get high
If I knock out too hard
Please call 995
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From the album:
Johann Sebastian Bach, Lute Music
Release Year: 2018