Smooth as the hickory wind That blows from Memphis Down to Apalachicola It's hi y'all did ya eat well Don't let this old goat cross With the southern voice Come on in I'm Sure glad to know ya It's cicadas making noise

There's a starman waiting in the sky La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la He'd like to come and meet us But he thinks he'd blow our minds He's told us not to blow it 'Cause he knows it's all worthwhile Let the children lose it Let the children use it

Can I get my thrills (If I got it I'ma' give it to you) You know you want some mo girl, So come on Let's get blown Lookin' at the ladies All of them fly

Tote a pole, tote a pole, tote a pole 1400, bitch, you know I tote a pole With 6ix9ine, bitch, you know we tote them poles You talk down, we gon' let that shit go Let it blow, let it blow, let it blow Got the scope, got the scope, got the scope .223's

If you live in a glasshouse Don't throw stones And if you can't take blows brother Don't throw blows Harm no man Let no man harm you Do unto others As they would do to you

Another night, another demise, Cadaverous wind blowing cold as ice I'll let the wind blow out the light Cause its gets more painful every time i die. The faint blaze of the candle of my life, Slowly dying like a fire in a pouring rain. No sparks of hope

Blow a kiss, fire a gun All we need is somebody to lean on We need someone to lean on All around the wind blows We would only hold on to let go Do you recall, not long ago We would walk on the sidewalk Innocent, remember? All we did was care for each

This place about to blow This place about to (This place about to) Throw some glitter Make it rain on him Let me see them Hanes It's time to kill the lights

Somebody gotta die If I go, you gotta go Let the gunshots blow Nobody gotta know That I killed yo ass in the mist, kid I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Leer jets and coupes The way Salt shoops and how they sell records like Snoop Oops! I'm

Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na Na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na (Let's blow an artery) (Get plastic surgery) (Keep your apology) Give us more detonation Everybody wants to change the world The future is bulletproof The