Shai Doee The Chemist - SHEEEHEIGHT lyrics

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Shai Doee The Chemist - SHEEEHEIGHT lyrics

Shai Doee - SheeeHeight You got me f**ed up trynna finesse a boss Won't bust a grape n***as softer than applesauce I'm next out the city, why y'all mad at me Don't say sh** about a g, when you see me on bet Silver spoon a** n***as, Pablo Pica**o Old a**, dried up flow, dinosaur fossils Even when I'm f**ed up you a never know it Don't pull it big fella you know you ain't gone blow it So I gotta have a co*k, for y'all to dicks** me An angel piece, some buffs, and a f**ing iced Roley Goofy a** boy, that's our b**h why you mad Y'all be stressing over b**hes I done been f**ing had How the f** you gone try to rob the robbers b**hes sweeter than my grandmas peach cobbler Ask mani, Ask bean, I'm that b**h f** you mean I been up all night on adderall and codeine Good f**ing woods Im feeling like bam bam Bro how these n***as theplug with 3.5 grams man! Corny a** n***as, just waiting on me to pop Yall be listening, don't hear enough I call that eaves drop From the burbs to the city, everybody f**ing with me MiZz ah tell you we a society not a committee If you owe me it's time to pay that cuz I love payback I don't owe nobody sh** don't fix yo lips to say that I don't sleep so how the f** I'm most sleep on? My fein scared to talk even when he know it's stepped on Show some respect, who the f** you think you talking to Watch where you walk, and who the f** you almost bump into I did my time & never was a witness on a case Stop dicks**ing for a second and tell me how my name taste f** you know about the jungle, they wonder how I stay humble When I was down on my knuckles, how come I didn't crumble Ain't no hoe in my veins, don't ever go against the grain Most sh** that's understood ain't gotta be explained Blah blah blah, yeah you got it out the mud You a f**ing a mommas boy you ain't never been a thug What's beef I'm fine & dandy You n***as softer than Cotten candy I ain't gotta carry sh**, to the right is a shooter Gang don't miss, green beam to your medulla I ain't a rapper, I'm a trapper Not a scrapper, imma clapper Y'all some actors, poems snappers Y'all be snoring y'all some nappers I'm never tripping, never slipping Good clips, and we got extensions I drip on your b**h with the aqua All my n***as are f**ing Rastas Roadrunnin, heysus costa Shrimp n***as, fettuccine past

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