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Sunk in Seat
Stalley
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Today I think I'ma
Pull out the 88 Caprice
I got some good weed
Pull up on your highness
Correct
I'm on the skinniest tires
I usually do the Jordans, today the Pennys is flyer
Eggplant loud pack from my Cali supplier
Put pressure on the game, took it down to the wire
They say pressure burst pipes, I hope it put out this fire
I got another joint to smoke, somebody give me a lighter
Tryna be higher than a jet fighter
Daredevil skydiver, Red Devil sob writer
Paid in full, Mekhi Phifer
Peace to all my lifers, from Fort Dix to Rikers
Black lives matter, everybody living righteous
Middle finger to the system, fuck if you don't like us
And fuck Donald Trump and everybody that's behind him
Smoking dope in my Caprice
Slow strolling, holding on to my beliefs
Crumbling herb, breaking down every leaf
Blowing clouds out the window, sunken seat
Smoking dope in my Caprice
Smoking dope in my Caprice
Blowing clouds out the window, sunken seat
Smoking dope in my Caprice
If you grew up on me, then you grew up a G
Instead of having shit on lock, I'd rather give them the key
I'm major, I ain't no skater, but my chain is a rink
Most these niggas hate it, so I don't care what they think
Fascinated by my presence, so they stare with no blink
To keep from going crazy, I use this beat as my shrink
Millions worth of wisdom, had to lock it in Brinks
Couldn't give it to 'em whole, I had to drop it in links
Small doses of the dopeness, back to back roasting
Hotboxing the Caprice, I'm flicking out the roaches
I shine for the hopeless, ride slow motion
Only to motivate you to keep your grind and stay focused
Smoking dope in my Caprice
Slow strolling, holding on to my beliefs
Crumbling herb, breaking down every leaf
Blowing clouds out the window, sunken seat
Smoking dope in my Caprice
Smoking dope in my Caprice
Blowing clouds out the window, sunken seat
Smoking dope in my Caprice
My Caprice
My escape
My getaway
That's how I ride