I'm playing Russian Roulette
with a busty brunette
i puff my last cigarette
tryin to double my bet
i wanna bubble then jet
but I'm a fumbling mess
plus my stomachs upset
I'm in a puddle of sweat
I pick up the gun inspect
I feel it rub up my neck
I wanna run for the decks
but I'm in love with the flex
I play it close to the vest
pull that trigger one time
while I'll holding my breath
and I made it out alright
but she's slippin out her dress
I put in hard work and sacrifice
you're just a sack of lies
with no alibi's
and youre sloppy as fuck
that's why I bagged it twice
I did the dirt now Im'a pillar in this bitch
dont trust the herbs
no one chiller than the fridge
in the galactic structure of things today
I smoke one for "Green Boots" for paving the way
I smoke two for you, to make it through the day
I stayed True, too true
that's why this song is getting played
talk is cheap
your pockets been stretched thin
Green Giant goin in it's Fourth pressing
I said that line like a tawdry bastard
women throw their clothes at me
I'm like a laundry basket