the juana Lyrics

You know I don't act hard, was raised in truth and poverty

And though my life's like cards, you play the jokes right out of me

So tell me about these gars inside, your car

It's been a long month

Lets match The Juana

Cologne in case your mom comes

I know it's not my style, took me a while

Been through some things (let me explain)

After this Juana

With all the overthinking that I'm told I'm known to do

I only try to see the worst and work it out of you

But damn the need to stress a little less just

Sounds too good

Let's match The Juana, float away with me to wonderland

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