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[Verse 1] I'm ripping up the instruments like papers be so easy With my wizzy nizzle HAWF I'm on the draws, like I'm sleazy My eyes are leaning greazy as I'm puffing on Amnesia I need this like my mummy needed time to get her lizzy up The mental accidental in the rental, I drive slow The pencil's sentimental, holding dental, my eyes low Protection's so essential in my section Disrespect 'em and expect to feel the resonance of metal hit your entrance Like it's one for your memories, sharing joints like a centipede On the remedy, ripping on a bottle with ecstacy I'm a drug head _And not the legally strained strains My buds have got that legally blonde: you know the name's strange Buddha with that sugar's got my head in a ferris wheel Strictly rolling sticky, you ain't feeling this merry Still Puff it if enough of it will broaden your mind's frame I'm smoking so much potent, I don't know now if I'm sane It's Peaky [Hook] (Ho ho,) Roll something for me honey, ha (Ho ho,) No thuggin' for my money, nah (Ho ho,) Roll something for me baby, (ah!) (Ho ho,) She knows nothin' 'bout me lately, nah [Verse 2] Rolling through the borough, I ain't suffered enough of it But I'm tired of the firing, 'cos I'm not another One of these kiddy killers thinking that it's strickly for stripes The code to the bars is now completely the strikes Or yet the scars that we suffer when we part from the light I walk these dark roads, pupil's at the back of my head again I'm feeling like these people feel afraid of my heights So they insult me like the culprits think I'm dropping my pen again (ah) I'm playing games, talking trash on my twitter And now these chicks are making noise for me so I'm the gorilla High on the trees and leaving demons in the dungeons of hell I'm looking crispy, only creaming when I'm crunching the sales What you requested was a rapper, but I'm deeper and sicker I'm in the cut without a plaster, trynna clean up with liquor You're killing vibes while I'm educating minds You're green with envy but I'm greener with the sensi and my style is sublime, bitch [Hook] [Skit] Lighter spark, inhale, cough [Shannon:] Peaky, whats wrong? Why are you being so quiet? What are you thinking about? Pip?!