Black Cowboy ft. The Gold Giraffe, Just Rich & Lakes the Voice Lyrics

Real hippie-ish, real trippy-ish, Richie in this bitch, yo

It's a quarter to noon, I smoked that quarter too soon

How much further to the moon

And I'm almost out of shrooms

All this space with no room, seen it all, I'm out of views

I'm a bit out of tune, you can't get out of you

double up the money it's gon pucker up

Girl let me butter up yo body as you roll a blunt

Always fascinated with Cowboy gun saloons

Light it now love is in the air like children punch baloons

It's me and you that's one on one - and when the temp hit 102

What ya gwon do - partake in party power pon you

Especially when jealousy get so suspicious

Mantras hit and acquit and shit it got you moving different

i'm out of tune - but please no tuna yo I'm mad nutritious

All I need is some noodle and extra sauce delicious

All I need is a big booty who wash the dishes

I wash 'em with her we both taking trash out for instance

I got that green I got that drank and yo I got me woman

Holy trilogy does she believe me probably doesn't

Born sinner die angelic Just like Tommy's cousin

It's a quarter to noon, I smoked that quarter too soon

How much further to the moon

And I'm almost out of room

All this space with no room

Seen it all, I'm out of use

I'm a bit out of tune

You can't get out of you

With the golden giraffe eating golden teachers by the lake

We just hit up lakes, plus he just said he on the way

And, Tuck gon' bring the bass, game on lock, I keep it safe

Trippin' up, all I see is space, up, all I see is space

Hit it out, I need a place or places where my babe lives

Meditate it in my stasis, I'm staying

Even just for half a stay, I just put my half away

Out of town for half a day, I'm bumping Donnie halfway

Took it from slo to 4 to pro

Taking the iso made you bold

I guess you focused

I bet they noticed

You took a steal and played the feild

Ain't no nigga out here who can say you ain't real

That's what you wanted

That was your motive

She love me she love me not

Feeling like the first time but I forgot

Never been in love before

Until I heard the album love below

Then she played me like a flute

Well baby Since I'm lying next you I might well tell you the truth

Don't talk about my feelings rather put em the booth

But since we on a trip put the blunt up on my lip and I guess pour em out to you