Pushing sonic weight like heroin
Pushing souls connect skin to skin
Smoke with kin, while bars infringe
Like let me in, nights with grins
Liquor dark like sin
Mixed the casamigos with gin
Whipping accord colored baby blue
Mind full of wrongs and truths misconstrued
Got me feeling bloated like I sipped a 24 pack brew
Off putting and shrewd but the lyrics hella rude
Turn my head if I see signs of a prude
Heat strokes the pen till pages fill the room
Impending doom breaks through like heroic shrooms
Fear looms if you stop living
Heart palpitates at dirt bike speed
Fill the paper and lick the crease clean
Head full of steam had to bunny hop in the booth
Had beef with the beat and called a truce
Relationships loose
Seeking coochie like Cooze
Flow heavy like Guinness brews
Words off the head it flew
Bubble guts anxious, stomach like stew
Fresh cut how they acting brand new
The genesis sega, chopped cheese by the bodega
Toking ash whiter than SuperMega
Rhyme schemes all archaic
Opinions persuaded
By brain dead patients
In my room like make it make sense
Getting so tense, gas lets me fully vent
Like let me see what I have really pent
Crisflow - Fully Pent Lyrics
Crisflow - Fully Pent Lyrics
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Pushing sonic weight like heroin
Pushing souls connect skin to skin
Smoke with kin, while bars infringe
Like let me in, nights with grins
Liquor dark like sin
Mixed the casamigos with gin
Whipping accord colored baby blue
Mind full of wrongs and truths misconstrued
Got me feeling bloated like I sipped a 24 pack brew
Off putting and shrewd but the lyrics hella rude
Turn my head if I see signs of a prude
Heat strokes the pen till pages fill the room
Impending doom breaks through like heroic shrooms
Fear looms if you stop living
Heart palpitates at dirt bike speed
Fill the paper and lick the crease clean
Head full of steam had to bunny hop in the booth
Had beef with the beat and called a truce
Relationships loose
Seeking coochie like Cooze
Flow heavy like Guinness brews
Words off the head it flew
Bubble guts anxious, stomach like stew
Fresh cut how they acting brand new
The genesis sega, chopped cheese by the bodega
Toking ash whiter than SuperMega
Rhyme schemes all archaic
Opinions persuaded
By brain dead patients
In my room like make it make sense
Getting so tense, gas lets me fully vent
Like let me see what I have really pent
Pushing souls connect skin to skin
Smoke with kin, while bars infringe
Like let me in, nights with grins
Liquor dark like sin
Mixed the casamigos with gin
Whipping accord colored baby blue
Mind full of wrongs and truths misconstrued
Got me feeling bloated like I sipped a 24 pack brew
Off putting and shrewd but the lyrics hella rude
Turn my head if I see signs of a prude
Heat strokes the pen till pages fill the room
Impending doom breaks through like heroic shrooms
Fear looms if you stop living
Heart palpitates at dirt bike speed
Fill the paper and lick the crease clean
Head full of steam had to bunny hop in the booth
Had beef with the beat and called a truce
Relationships loose
Seeking coochie like Cooze
Flow heavy like Guinness brews
Words off the head it flew
Bubble guts anxious, stomach like stew
Fresh cut how they acting brand new
The genesis sega, chopped cheese by the bodega
Toking ash whiter than SuperMega
Rhyme schemes all archaic
Opinions persuaded
By brain dead patients
In my room like make it make sense
Getting so tense, gas lets me fully vent
Like let me see what I have really pent
Writer: Cristian Flores
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid