Testi:
Orange Light Cake

you need it man/ I got that piff if you need a gram/ it's light green but it got orange hairs like peter pan/ I'm hot headed but I ain't got a fever

I woke up sticky and quickly applied a temporary tattoo to a hickey went to salt and shake her awake with orange juice, a straw, and coffee cake after

that nigga, He ratted on Craig, Boo, Steel, and Avin Miller! We professionals now, young entrepreneurs, So you know them fuck feds out to do us. Conspiracy a muthafucka, my nigga so walk light

kind of cool I brushed my teeth I combed my hair And I got dressed and went to school I stopped at the store for a breakfast snack A tasty cake and orange

kaleidoscope of moods and colors We walk in the park but it's melting in the dark All of a sudden your mood changes And your face looks like a cake left

rain they closed the opened door and the white smoke blew away and never made a dumb mistake to eat your orange and your cake but never say your good

's the luv of my life Panamera Porsche, Maserati copy painting Diamonds from Chris Aire, too awesome, ain't it? Middle finger in the air for the disses And Tiffany jewelry for the misses Orange

wit that nigga He ratted on Craig, Boo, Steel, and Avin Miller We professionals now, young entrepreneurs So you know them fuck feds out to do us Conspiracy a muthafucka, my nigga so walk light

you need it man/ I got that piff if you need a gram/ it's light green but it got orange hairs like peter pan/ I'm hot headed but I ain't got a fever