Astray Lyrics

Astray - Yung Juice Box

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Chris didn't like Xans

Oh

Pour codeine and I sing when I'm mad, mad, mad

Pour codeine on the scene (Yeah)

Jambo

Le-le-lean, le-le-lean

Oh, oh

Let's go

I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream

Nigga, I'ma be mad (Yeah)

Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and cash (Yeah)

Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try and blast (Yeah)

I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day

Two blues to the face, can't see straight (Yeah)

You leased your car no rebate (Yeah)

I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away (Okay)

I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav

Nowadays, I wake up and I pray (Yeah)

That I won't go astray

Bitch, I'm a criminal, turned to a general

Don't do subliminals, uh, uh (Ayy)

Bitch, I ain't feeling you, never been into you

Emotionally, I'm killing you (Uh)

Bathing Ape tennis shoe, designer plentiful

Make it look simple, uh, uh (True)

Bitch, I ain't licking you, bitch, I ain't eating you

Your man just sent you off

Two dicks in my pants, pause

One is the clip and one is my cock

One of 'em will shoot your man in the face

And the other one, it start abusing your jaw (Come on)

Niggas be fake and they incriminate you, will never know if I'm abusing the law

Circle is small, oh, oh

Like a red dot, oh, oh

Hunnid niggas, hunnid red beams, that's polka dot

Shoot twice make a nigga dance, that's poker shot

He as tough as a teddy bear in a halter top

That man, he don't want no smoke at all

Turn him to a pack, smoke it all (Yeah)

I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream

Nigga, I'ma be mad (Yeah)

Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and the cash (Yeah)

Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try and blast (Yeah)

I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day (Ayy)

Two blues to the face, can't see straight

You leased your car no rebate (Ayy)

I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away

I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav

Nowadays, I wake up and I pray

That I won't go astray

Wake up and I pray that I got peace (Yeah-yeah-yeah)

I don't really got no peace, I'm with niggas from over east (Uh-huh)

Choppa turn you into beef, cook you, like beef (For real, uh-huh)

I'ma keep it brief, she suck me through my briefs (Let's go)

Whole world hatin' on me and my main thing-thing-thing-thing

She tried make me go get a weddin' ring-ring-ring-ring-ring

Yellow diamonds and no diamonds, that's her thing, her thing (She's out)

She said the only reason she will leave if I get back on morphine, morphine, oh

Turn her pussy to Squirtle, oh, oh (Yeah)

That slim ass waist, no girdle (Yeah)

You look good in a Versace fur coat (Yeah)

I put the Gucci earrings in your earlobe (Yeah)

Margiela on you cause you don't fuck with shell toes (Yeah)

Looking at the past how I really need to let go

Half them niggas you had weren't special

All them bitches I had was messy (Uh-huh)

You clean it up like a janitor, messy

I eat up like I'm starving, hungry

Before I eat her pussy, I gotta bless it

I'ma beat it up till I'm out of breath

I'ma fuck her 'til you got up and left

After that pour a four in the tech

Runneth over on her tits

I pour codeine on the scene, interrupt my dream

Nigga, I'ma be mad (Yeah)

Nigga, fuck you mean, I'm gettin' this green, I'm gettin' to the cream and cash (Yeah)

Always I'ma keep a gun on me, I dare if a nigga try and blast (Yeah)

I already think I'm dyin', ain't finna let nobody gimme my last day (Ayy)

Two blues to the face, can't see straight (Ayy)

You leased your car no rebate (Ayy)

I remember doing Xanax bars in the stars, I was tryna sleep my days away (Ayy)

I remember feeling washed up like that gold clock around the neck of Flavor Flav (Ayy)

Nowadays, I wake up and I pray

That I won't go astray