$uicideboy$, Shakewell - Big Shot Cream Soda

You did good, $lick

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then Im noddin off

I get to this money, count these hunnids, then I blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it

Dirty Sprite, pour it in my cup and then Im noddin off

I get to this money (yeah), count these hunnids, then I blow it off

Bitch, I put down the heroin and picked up all these bitches

But both the dope and the hoes always in my ear hissin (blow it, blow it, dirty Sprite)

Im a ghost, the whole globe peel off in a Phantom, driftin

Decisions damagin my image

Picture me ridin into the horizon, throwin up sixes

From a shed in the yard to hirin guards (throw it up, .45)

Snow Leopard still right off of St. Bernard at the hornets nest

All my bitches born again (ayy, ayy)

All I gotta say to my partners is, "Of course" and "When?" (Ayy, ayy)

Generation*59, drip a drop of acid in my minds eye

Now Im thinkin everything is tie-dye, Wock up in a Mai Tai

All this ice on my neck, why would I fly? (Ayy, ayy)

Make a bitch wet, but maybe Ill just leave her high and dry (ayy, ayy)

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it off

.45, put it to your brain and then we blow it-blow it