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Seven-fifty-seven

Yeah, I'll never go to heaven

I've been smokin' since eleven

Told the devil he's a lemon

Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven

Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven

Told the devil he's a lemon

I got problems with my spending

All these horses in my engine
Doing eighty in a thirty
But I'm never in a hurry

Screaming, "La-di-da-di-da-di
All I wanna do is party"

Drinkin' bottles of Moscato

Takin' pictures with a model
Stayin' up until the morning
Wish that I was more discerning

Goin' wild like coyote

Where's the water? Something's burnin', yeah

Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon

Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

Ah, blow out the blunt smoke
Sound of the shotgun

I wanted smoke so I went out and I got some

Live in dog years and I feel twenty-six
Yeah, I'm old bitch but I learn new tricks

Better learn quick or end up like green bricks

You say you smoke real trees, they look like little sticks

We don't smoke trees, we smoke tree sized dicks

Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon

Yeah, it's seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, I'll never go to heaven
I've been smokin' since eleven
Told the devil he's a lemon, yeah

I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado

Interior gas station Mc
Donald's

I left my cell phone dead at the house

I see the stars when the sun goes down

Somebody's making money off of my problems

The way that you're talking, you'd better wear a condom

I smell cowards and sons of a bitch
Everything quick all smells like shit

I smell the trees when I'm in Colorado

Interior gas station Mc
Donald's

I left my cell phone dead at the house
I see the stars when the sun goes down