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[intro: supa sortahuman]
hahaha
yeah, shoutouts to muney jordan
he k!lled this beat
sortahuman in this b~tch
alabama to miami connect, huntsville representing
yeah, that coors light got me feelin’ bright and that sour diesel
here we go

[verse 1: supa sortahuman]
computer tells me lies and the skies tell me future
vice versa flow back and forth like snax and supa
sortahuman hot like the fire from king koopa
chopped and screwed, dragged and slopped
psychedelic crunk plus a whole lotta hip~hop
it’s hardly any strains that i ain’t cop
been gone for a minute and i ain’t stop
eating rappers like a glutton, man, i ain’t pop
and i ain’t 2pac, more like dead rock
made a superior vision, we way too hot
tryna make our own lane, and take our own spot
sour diesel rolled up, man i love this pot
turn that work backwards tryna get to the top
i ain’t never gonna quit til i’m inside a box
til i’m inside a hole, stoner gang getting blowed
listening to underground sh~t, playing mario
call of duty black ops, puffin’ bones, puffin’ bows
chillin’ wit yo chick, never trust no hoe
man i’m chillin’ wit yo chick, never trust no hoe
[hook: supa sortahuman]
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang

[verse 2: snax]
life’s a b~tch and then you die, but not for me cuz i’m too fly
i wake and bake 365, your girl see me she wanna ride
smokin’ til i touch the sky, that [?] weed got me so high
yeah i know it’s no surprise, by my clothes alone you can tell i’m fly
sortahuman until i die, nasa sh~t we takin’ off
better hope you can catch us ride, smokin’ blunts, we don’t f~ck wit soft
100, i don’t even try, grab a witness, i testify
she love the realness, she see it in my eyes, she love the d~ck, put in her thighs
ask ’em why we did it and they say it was for them haters
but not for real, my main objective’s always been the papers
equipped with much flavor, hotter than a potato
at the inn just smoking ganjas, calm down it’s smoke you want
i’m all about the fun cuz i always got the funds
and when they bring the beef i eat it raw, i eat it done
no jet li but bet weed when i say we are the ones
the last crew standing when the smoke is riding into the sun
i smoke a lot of reefer, i’m always gettin’ paid
and b~tches always chasing, i’m always gettin’ laid
i take a vacation, i’m hotter than the shade
i just got back this morning, i leave again today
[hook: supa sortahuman]
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang

[verse 3: joeybagadonuts]
it’s gettin’ hard, swear to god, not to k!ll or steal or rob
sellin’ bars, just a star, makin’ money off the charts
that road i go before i go rolled up but now i grind my flows
cuz money comes, money goes, muney jordan k!lled this hoe
from day to day and time to time, i speak my mind, forever shine
until i blind these haters eyes, never give up, never look behind
make the most money down to the last dime
make a [?] to expanding my mind, miami to ‘bama connected to grind

[hook: supa sortahuman]
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
[verse 4: squadda b]
stoner gang, green ova her brain, i’m going insane, green gang
this north oakland to huntsville, miami with that ‘cane
i’m back on deck, i’m back on the set for the money with no spare change
n~ggas come around from a whole different town and leave out with nothing
so i’m back in my trap, my block, i been missing that
had to leave town to collect a couple stacks
and now ya n~gga back, and shouted like a fool
new face jacks, i assume they hate me too
cuz i’m back in my trap, my n~ggas glad to see me
breaking swishers down, let my n~ggas get the freebie
first night back, i been back at the bat
hustle comes first if you really ’bout the racks
green a’s cap on my mind, gold t~~th
i’m back in my trap yellin’ out “oh geez!”
hit my b~tches up from three different cell phones
and i talk to myself cuz a n~gga h~lla gone
smokin’ h~lla strong, and my blunts h~lla long
net worth rising every time i come home
stoner gang, what it do? n~gga pop one then imma pop two
hot boys sh~t and it’s all on you, got some lil n~ggas wit me and they all gone shoot

[hook: supa sortahuman]
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang

[verse 5: mondre m.a.n.]
son he be mondre, stone cold blunted
zoned out hustlin’, gettin’ rich wit a youngin
it was me, d money, weezy wee, and lil rob
time to back it up and get the gettin on our tab
uh, posted with the chips and weed, me and mac ron
now we took it out to vegas, pimpin’ hoes, riding 6’s
oakland, california and we rollin’ in a swisher
swaggin’ off them jiggas like louisiana n~ggas
3.5 and you know i’m gettin’ lit
wit them candy cane 9’s, peppermints all in my sh~t
wit my rockstar fam shaking rockstar hands
song like the orchestra, i be wit the bands
bottle in my pants, models got me in a trance
and this waka flocka choppa got me smokin’ wit no hands
sippin’ on that purple, watch me do my bow dance
broke d~ck for the b~tch, no romance
green ova in this b~tch, that’s a guap’d out party
wake up with no appetite, gotta smoke early
miami, alabama, f~ckin’ wit the best
207 from the coast on the left

[hook: supa sortahuman]
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
sortahuman in this b~tch, nasa gang in this b~tch
huntsville in this b~tch, miami in this b~tch
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang
stoner gang hoe, stoner gang


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