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Lyrics
We got them windows tinted up
So them alphabet boys won’t be seeing us,
Dodging federal agents.
Out hotel rooms will be vacant when you bust up in.
Will be on the road back to Tennessee my friend.
It’s ten more miles to the cotton gin,
Six hundred pounds of shard
Hiding in these bales
That’s a lot of money coming in
Yeah that killer ice sales,
[chorus]
Two days an counting
We’ve been up on a magic mountain
No sleep and I’m getting ill,
I need a pack of cigarettes and some no doze pills,
I’m taking six weeks off when I get back to the pad
Cooking up glass, to make mad stacks of cash,
Cooking up glass (cooking up glass)
[verse]
Too many in it to quit it,
Keep my Liquidity hidden,
Few more years and I’m buying a boat,
Sail away and live in the gulf coast,
Just hope the chemicals don’t kill me first,
Big demand for them drugs that hurt,
Don’t feel bad, this life could be meaner,
I could be the customer instead of the dealer
[chorus]
Two days an counting
We’ve been up on a magic mountain
No sleep and I’m getting ill,
I need a pack of cigarettes and some no doze pills,
I’m taking six weeks off when I get back to the pad
Cooking up glass, to make mad stacks of cash,
Cooking up glass (cooking up Glass)
Details
GeneratedOct 3, 2025
Duration2:29
LanguageEnglish
Style
Commercial rap, Mainstream rap, top 100 pop, funkadelic, 80’s, rap
Credits
Prompt by
Kevin_Carnett_753
Kevin_Carnett_753ModelAria v4
