Crafty Barnardo - Santaclaus (feat. Blvv & Picasso Madonna) Lyrics

I been high, In dat sky
Guaranteed wit a bad lil bih
She jus get dick, Don't feel my vibe
She ain't never took three tabs
We jus smoking tree
Telling here this ain't high
Now she wan feel me inside
I'm jus chilling like a kite
Bitch I'm fly, that bih white
She like white, Her credit right
I'm gon pipe, damn
Then run out of time
That bih slid, That bih slidin'
I'm getting right (right, right)
She gon let me pipe (yeah)
I be high (facts)
Back to back blunts all night
I ain't on that white
Spend my money right
Sharper than a scythe
I do what I like
She ain't in the passenger
But you know that bitch gon ride
She come alive for me
She gonna lie for me
If I handed her work (Work)
I know that she'd hide it for me
Like she my dawg
I bought that bitch pedigree
My body's rigid, I'm stiff I'm not movin'
It's cold here, And I cannot see what I'm doin'
I'm dreamin'
I swear I'm asleep, And I'm droolin'
This light is so bright
And I'm drowning in fluid
My mind so foggy, It's almost in ruins
It's not altogether, Working as a unit
I feel like I'm Truman
My life is amusement
These thotties don't love me
These niggas ain't proven
I know I'm not human
I know what this isn't
I know I'm not stupid
I know that I'm finished
I know I'm not trippin'
I know that I'm trippin'
I know I know I know, I been a corpse for a minute
I been high, In dat sky
Guaranteed wit a bad lil bih
She jus get dick, Don't feel my vibe
She ain't never took three tabs
We jus smoking tree
Telling here this ain't high
Now she wan feel me inside
I'm jus chilling like a kite
Bitch I'm fly, that bih white
She like white, Her credit right
I'm gon pipe, damn
Then run out of time
That bih slid, That bih slidin'