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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Nines
Nines
Vocals
N2theA
N2theA
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Courtney Freckleton
Courtney Freckleton
Songwriter
Giorgia Mullard
Giorgia Mullard
Composer
Henrique Carvalhal
Henrique Carvalhal
Composer
Nana Agyemang
Nana Agyemang
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Adam Lunn
Adam Lunn
Engineer
Karlos
Karlos
Engineer
Sean D
Sean D
Engineer
Kevin Tuffy
Kevin Tuffy
Mastering Engineer
Jay Reynolds
Jay Reynolds
Mixing Engineer
N2theA
N2theA
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
N-A
[Verse 2]
Smoke so much weed, I wish I could insure my lung
This ain't gelato 33, this is 41, let's go
I got a heavy eye cah I'm very high
Smokin' on this black cherry pie (That purple shit)
And I keep forgettin' shit, today my brain's slow
Cah I smoked so much Skittles, I could taste the rainbow, uh
Told my little ****, "Fix up, quit Molly"
Go buy a 3.5 of some biscotti
When the runs landed, I hit the Q
Thought I saw an ape stuck when I hit the gorilla glue
Got packs in the mail, fam, you know we post
My **** older, he growin' do-si-dos (My ****)
Used to stash my draws in the bush
Now we overseas bunnin' watermelon kush, uh
That's my **** but we ain't got the same neck (Nah)
I'm smokin' glue, Trappy smokin' star dog and trainwreck
It's Nines
[Verse 3]
The other day this lil' **** tellin' me 'bout he landed some gelonade
I was like, "Lil' ****, I don't give a fuck
You be shippin' packs, my packs come on a ship
If I passed you this spliff right now, you'd fuckin' feel like you're sittin' on a cloud"
And I still keep rollin' like a tumbleweed (Tumbleweed)
Feel me? Uh
[Verse 4]
I used to get my Dutch off a Spangy
I smoke a spliff but I'on really fuck with the tangie
My **** growin' cookies and Jaffa Cakes in Brum
Got so much flavours, I had to make a song (Make a song)
Fam, these youts ain't got a clue
Tellin' me it's diesel and it's super orange glue
I'm high off of Gushers but I still move like a ninja (Still quick)
I don't want no cushion 'less it's Billy Kimber (I'm faded)
Plus, I'm workin' on my own strain (Yeah)
It's in the early process, it ain't got no name (Comin' real soon)
Feelin' like I'm 'bout to levitate (Yeah, yeah)
Me and two bad's smoking wedding cake
If you taste the forbidden fruit, you might frass
Every spliff in my ashtray's white ash
I'm smoking Smarties with my favourite bitch
And even though ammi's dying out, it made me rich
It's Nines
[Verse 5]
Gave this snow leopard one draw of my ting and he's out cold, bruv
I even drawed his bredrin and now he's out cold, bruv
This shit's too dank, I swear down
Written by: Nines
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