[Intro: Dream Caster]
Truly Scandinavia
Uh, yeah

[Chorus: Dream Caster]
Yeah, I don't sell much
I just keep for everybody
Head on mine
I sell pot just to get what I want
She sell us just to get what she want
I pull up with the- just to see what he on
And I don't talk much
And I smoke too much
And I feel too much
Yeah, the percs come clutch

[Verse 1: ricky chix]
Keep the percs in the back
Shawty got a clutch
Didn't come here with a plan
Never been without a gun
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But she used to hang with me
I been going around these kids
I been living in the wrong place
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Fucked up
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Fucked up
'Cause I know she got a clutch
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Burn it up
[Verse 2: Tek lintowe]
These stories call me baddie, boy, when my pants sag
I need to swim, I'm so high, I was silly like that
Tell me why the government left all this money in my lap
I gotta get in the fucking barrage like the water out the tap
Been in it now and I'm ignorant, I can't accept the fact
I don't like that sometimes it's not really like that
It's like that
You wish for release but I can't really fight back

[Chorus: Dream Caster]
Yeah, I don't sell much
I just keep for everybody
Head on mine
I sell pot just to get what I want
She sell us just to get what she want
I pull up with the- just to see what he on
And I don't talk much
And I smoke too much
And I feel too much
Yeah, the percs come clutch