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Cigz Video (MV)




Performed By: Múm
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Max Reitman




Múm - Cigz Lyrics
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I know that it's bad for my health
Cold world no one ever really care tho
Smoke in my lungs keep me warm no candles
I know that it's bad for myself
Let it burn cuz I've always been a pyro
Negligent mind, nicotine in my vitals
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Blue pack, American spirits
The end around the corner mean I'm already near it
I'm talking toe tag
Call the mortician
It is what it is what it isn't is given
Just like the gulag
The mind is a prison
And mine could benefit from some nuclear fission
I got one pair of jeans and it's regular denim
And the true American dream is to foster division
Don't drink beer but the boy on Guinness
I may not pop til I find me a gimmick
Captain Max back I don't need lieutenants
They cappin in they raps like they really on business
Ima switch flows catch a ride on my adventure bike
Throwing y'all a curveball, nuke to a knife fight
That's what I bring with a bat in my hand
I got another tween my legs so you know ima man
And when I swing that one bet your girl have fun
She say love is her favorite drug
I like ones that get me up
If you haven't heard I'm a dog like Doug
Tug myself like I'm going to war
I got six girlfriends that I bargained for
My ex girl said that I can't be alone
When this tent pitched bitch you don't want the smoke
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
I know that it's bad for my health
You ain't got that smoke I want
You a menthol girl I need me a blunt
I know that it's bad for myself
All these girls in my phone don't love me
I don't need love I just need a f*ck buddy
Yellow pack, American spirits
Blew her back out so her momma could hear it
In the moonlight bet I love her appearance
But in the sunshine it gets harder to mirror it
Speaking of the mirror you know what I did with it
The same with the car that I cleaned when I'm finished
My heart kind of scared but my dick not skittish
The world kind of f*cked so let's not have kiddies
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
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I know that it's bad for my health
Cold world no one ever really care tho
Smoke in my lungs keep me warm no candles
I know that it's bad for myself
Let it burn cuz I've always been a pyro
Negligent mind, nicotine in my vitals
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Blue pack, American spirits
The end around the corner mean I'm already near it
I'm talking toe tag
Call the mortician
It is what it is what it isn't is given
Just like the gulag
The mind is a prison
And mine could benefit from some nuclear fission
I got one pair of jeans and it's regular denim
And the true American dream is to foster division
Don't drink beer but the boy on Guinness
I may not pop til I find me a gimmick
Captain Max back I don't need lieutenants
They cappin in they raps like they really on business
Ima switch flows catch a ride on my adventure bike
Throwing y'all a curveball, nuke to a knife fight
That's what I bring with a bat in my hand
I got another tween my legs so you know ima man
And when I swing that one bet your girl have fun
She say love is her favorite drug
I like ones that get me up
If you haven't heard I'm a dog like Doug
Tug myself like I'm going to war
I got six girlfriends that I bargained for
My ex girl said that I can't be alone
When this tent pitched bitch you don't want the smoke
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
I know that it's bad for my health
You ain't got that smoke I want
You a menthol girl I need me a blunt
I know that it's bad for myself
All these girls in my phone don't love me
I don't need love I just need a f*ck buddy
Yellow pack, American spirits
Blew her back out so her momma could hear it
In the moonlight bet I love her appearance
But in the sunshine it gets harder to mirror it
Speaking of the mirror you know what I did with it
The same with the car that I cleaned when I'm finished
My heart kind of scared but my dick not skittish
The world kind of f*cked so let's not have kiddies
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
Two and a half cigarettes after sex with myself
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Writer: Max Reitman
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