Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
IssueHigh
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hussain Abdullah
Songwriter
Tajuddin A Mclaughlin
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
SVB Productions
Producer
Lyrics
I got the magic yeah I make it happen yeah I
Move passion all these other Niggas really
Slacking
Uhh I do it my way yeah look at me side ways
Yeah remember the time they tried to treat me
Like im light weight
Baby light it up and smoke up on this 95 shit
Smoking chronic joes apartment then I fuck a
Bad bitch
Use your medulla oblongata smoking it up so
You know I go harder
Writes raps do it just like my father niggas
Hating so I tell 'em go farther
Baby light it up and smoke up on this 95 shit
Smoking chronic joes apartment then I fuck a
Bad bitch
Use your medulla oblongata smoking it up so
You know I go harder
Writes raps do it just like my father niggas
Hating so I tell 'em go farther
I am the maker of my catastrophe
This sour diesel fucking me up it's chasing
After me
Getting high, getting fly I don't need no suit
And tie
Make an album get the magnum got protection
Going platinum
Fuck that bitch you got her gassed
This chapter my aftermath rolling up what's in my stash
All the pain
Niggas want sauce but then it leaves a stain
Vivid memories of lacking
Cash this shit don't
Feel the same
I can feel the disdain
So Insane in that limelight
Get your mind right
Smoke kush and go all night
Got a bad bitch and she alright
Go shine bright go shine bright
Got a bad bitch and she alright
Go shine bright go shine bright
Baby light it up and smoke up on this 95 shit
Smoking chronic joes apartment then I fuck a
Bad bitch
Use your medulla oblongata smoking it up so
You know I go harder
Writes raps do it just like my father niggas
Hating so I tell 'em go farther
Baby light it up and smoke up on this 95 shit
Smoking chronic joes apartment then I fuck a
Bad bitch
Use your medulla oblongata smoking it up so
You know I go harder
Writes raps do it just like my father niggas
Hating so I tell 'em go farther
This remind me of summer nights in the hummer
95 sour diesel my blunt patron in my cup, i'm tryna get blunted
I'm smoking the finest from gelato to runtz
Niggas be fronting with that trash in they dutch
I'm laughing at em cause the jokes really up
A couple puffs of this gold label shit i crushed a have
Nigga thinking that he smoked some dust
I smoke the kush when i wanna feel cool and calm
An Gorilla glue so all of this optimism stay prime
Yeah i stay with that ikky that sticky purple that pretty
Medusa strain got her stoned now she ready for me to lick and stick it
She off the henny i told her chill she said give me
She whipped out the one eyed monster started
Slurpin the glizzy ahhh!!
She had me shaking i'm from brooklyn she
From harlem
Home of the flyest niggas an baddest bitches to walk with
Where they all pretty an they all thick
But back to the cyphe im bout to smoke yeah
Relax an get nice Whosanedaprince
Baby light it up and smoke up on this 95 shit
Smoking chronic joes apartment then I fuck a bad bitch
Use your medulla oblongata smoking it up so
You know I go harder
Writes raps do it just like my father niggas
Hating so I tell 'em go farther
Baby light it up and smoke up on this 95 shit
Smoking chronic joes apartment then I fuck a bad bitch
Use your medulla oblongata smoking it up so
You know I go harder
Writes raps do it just like my father niggas
Hating so I tell 'em go farther
Writer(s): Hussain Abdullah, Tajuddin A Mclaughlin
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