Released on September 3, 2018

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[Intro]

Creatives Only

(I am your father)


[Verse 1: Harrles Batcher]

Dirty sprite mind right

Lime light, I’m feelin right

I’m feelin wavy and I ain’t playin

Now listen baby, now listen baby

Take a step back an let yo mind unwind a little

Clothes off let me dine a little

Let it go an whine a little

I know you like the taste just drink it slow

Mind escape, take you to another place

Another place, yeah

We’ll find our peace, love in nirvana

Alien race, take me away

Purple drink, drift away

Fill my cup, she loves that powder

She a hippy bitch, power flower

An I love her flower

Penetrate, minds connect

We drift away, yeah, we drift away

Fuck what else they say

They ain’t got shit to say about the case

A basket case Loony bin mother fucker

Run with me might duck for cover

Hover board an space craft

Take me back like relapse

Feel it wait, Wait

Hol up, Wait


[Verse 2: Harrles Batcher]

You ever dreamt that you could fly

Ride or die she by my side

She hold it down when I say goodbye

She stash that shit don’t let shit slide

Never take lip from another guy

She down to fight

Pull the strap she let em fly

Angels cry when we ride by

Don’t look back, no hesitate

Take me back to better days

I’m riding on the side and I got cellys

Man we hella faded, hella faded

Got that shit on top an now we hella faded

Yeah, we hella faded

Baby ride with me

And you will see another side of life

I can take you there an you ain’t ever gonna wish you stopped

Cause I got you comin andI got you comin

Let me take you to a place an I got you bussin

Now we run it up, we run it up

Fuck a check we run it up

I got the baggage claim

An now we run it up

Catch a flight to Perdue

We got everything we runnin

Imma take you tho

We gonna be flashy stunna stunna

Yeah, yeah