thru the fog Lyrics

Uh 30 milligrams of the poppy

I'm gon pop these

Up at Moxy

These are not seeds

This epoxy

I'm gon get killed

Yall I need a proxy

If i made the instrumental who the hell gon' stop me

If I put you in a kennel who doing autopsy

I could hit you left, left like I'm Rocky

Pull up in a Benz I guess I'm killing a motherfucking Nazi

Kill a nazi

M1911 to the head like a zombie

Let the blood spatter on the screen leave it sloppy

This one for the Holocaust damn they never got peace

I'm doing flows damn I never got sleep

I'm doing clothes damn I should've cropped these

I'm doing hoes damn I'm getting cocky uh damn I'm getting cocky

Pushin the standard but I know it's never too much

I gotta erupt in these stanzas I'm grabbing the handle

I'm pouring more dirt in my cup

Got a few singles I know that shit bust

But its the penmanship that we entrust

I gotta bandage my liver and guts

I'm getting diamonds I'm getting these pendants so that's it for us

Through the fog, we got your bish on call

Do it on command she gon' make them panties fall

Custom ink the clouds custom ink my brand new shawl

Got it on default, I see through the fog

I see through the fog

I see through the fog

I fell in love with the pheni I guess I'm sedated

These are the sins that are keeping me oh so faded

U fucked up too girl I think we're related

Except I'm not like you, that mistake bout 9 months waiting

I build you up tho I know you a star

You gotta shout at the party go rep it the hardest I bet they don't know who we are

Brand new Cohibas and right out the box

You gon age like a cigar

Man aw I'm involved

I see right thru your porcelain facade

Katy Texas got the baddest Asian bitches uh

I just smoked live resin please excuse my broken english woah

First time I had ever seen God shouldn't have went so hard

Esplanade

Uh I pulled out the physique my dizick visit abroad

I forgot

Put that duck curry on my card

Drummer on the beat means u hit them bars

Telephone seats sit on call

Through the fog

Uh yeah

We roll up see 12 then nod

Cough uh yeah

We smoking top shelf or not

Through the fog

Uh, Alexander McQueen boss ay

Uh, this new edition you gon' floss

I put you on right on magazines, uh wait

We gon' have to do a scene, uh wait

We been riding round the beans, uh wait

We been doing hella things, uh wait

Through the fog, we got your bish on call

Do it on command she gon' make them panties fall

Custom ink the clouds custom ink my brand new shawl

Got it on default, I see through the fog

I go blind, look

This my time to shine

Take a peek inside the vault you won't like what you find

This my time, yeah

And it's mine

And it's mine

Forever pink panther