AmeliaAirheart Lyrics

Soul is on my wrist

Got my sprit with my bitch

Looking at my ice mane

Ice water what I whip

I got water by her tits

Give a fuck who we offend

I know that we up And I got My homies lit

Looking at my zip

Hope I got a hunnid clips

For a fuckboy on his shit

Really I don't give a shit

Cuz they know I'm pretty sick with

Hammers choppers and the mix

Hoping all my people with me

When pop up like a glitch

Looking at my zip

Hope I got a hunnid clips

For a fuckboy on his shit

Really I don't give a shit

Cuz they know I'm pretty sick with

Hammers choppers and the mix

Hoping all my people with me

When pop up like a glitch

Smoking in the open

Choking reefer how we coping

Got a blunt wrapped up

While I'm hoping that I'm open

Blowing smoke to feel emotion

While im soaking in my sweat

Cut up wrist by the ocean

Trill and Psychedelic

Writing up a poem

Looking at my zip

Hope I got a hunnid clips

For a fuckboy on his shit

Really I don't give a shit

Cuz they know I'm pretty sick with

Hammers choppers and the mix

Hoping all my people with me

When pop up like a glitch

Looking at my zip

Hope I got a hunnid clips

For a fuckboy on his shit

Really I don't give a shit

Cuz they know I'm pretty sick with

Hammers choppers and the mix

Hoping all my people with me

When pop up like a glitch