point me towards the next dope line
point me towards some more rolled pine
which way to another pink pint
gimme gimme more im finna fuck the sky
gotta rock the size of golgotha
chop it up im crucified up on it
cop another one tomorrow
and die again, probly
yung gastropod been gravin bombs
inhale that nuclear now im on
sniffin work, off a key
yeah that shits the good im gonna cop a wuap for me
transmute the bitch into a sack
yung alchemist
transmutation circle turn the hoe into the purple
its the 567s immortal gods of heaven
believe in no night no morn its not a question
ascendin i ain stressin
while chuggin robotessin
float to the top lookin like any god
im denyin some bitch's shepard
for i am not a sheep, on the wolf creep
kill for the slug or put the slug in me that duel wield chz take yo ass to sleep
point me towards the next dope line
point me towards some more rolled pine
which way to another pink pint
gimme gimme more im finna fuck the sky
