[Chorus 1:] Stamped poison in the mail Stamped poison in the mail Got me shining in the drought Hot iron in the... moreWatch the music video for Rill Lehigh's "Shining in the Drought"
[Chorus 1:] Stamped poison in the mail Stamped poison in the mail Got me shining in the drought Hot iron in the couch Cops sirens Got cops dying Glock fire in ya mouth Poppin fly in the south Might get diamonds in the mouth Young nigga gone fuck wit ya got em climbin ya house Got me shining. In the drought Got me hiding in the south Young nigga turn drug dealer Watch him riding for the clout Now he shining in the drought Got us shining in the drought
[Verse:] Got way to many felonies Ima have to hit the gas on em Bend a corner on a one way accelerate and go fast on em Bad hoe on the instagram I prolly throw cash on em No dates I past on em No dates I smash on em Narcotics at the post office had a nigga looking at fed time Indica at bed time Ice cold red wine Bad bitch want bed time Her best friend want bed time I’m just thinking bout bed time when I wake up it’s bread time All the cops down da 35th already know my name Culver City know my name Now everywhere got dope the same I’m the one to make you relapse I’m the one make relax I’m the one to make ya overdose Resurrection into rehab I’m the one that bought stamped bags to the pier of Santa Monica I’m the one to that had a Jewish lawyer make a court appearance during Hanukkah I’m the one give ya daughter drugs I’m the one make ya fall in love I’m the one that got fentanyl I’m the one make you call the plug
[Chorus 2:] Stamped poison in the mail Stamped poison in mail Got me shining in the drought Hot iron in the couch Cops sirens Got cops dying Glock fire in ya mouth Poppin fly in the south Might get diamonds in the mouth Young nigga gone fuck with ya got him climbin ya house Got me shining. In the drought Got me hiding in the south Young nigga turn drug dealer Watch him riding for the clout Now he shining in the drought Got us shining in the drought
