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(Shoutout to Rebellious) Smoke a 3.5 that's a big roll Melodic shit like Beethoven History 'bout to be rewrote Yea the one take gang no B roll boy Full of myself no rival I'm skiing no mask let the wind blow I'm non-stop in it 'til I explode And that 3.5 do the big role Tear drop diamond on my neck cool Follow wit' a little bit of cash (Ouu) Chrome heart jeans wit' the matty boy touches colorful patches bless Sugar daddy finna give you diabete ransom All over the place and the bed sheet wet But she ain't get a key 'cause they never get enough girl greedy as hell theress devil in her eyes Shut up! (99 God's Coughin') Do you wanna fuck that bitch, I said Do you wanna fuck that bitch And smack that ass like you are the shit (Uh-uh-uh) Do you wanna fuck that bitch, I said Do you wanna fuck that bitch (I do) Do you really care about consequences with the toxic bitch that might eat you alive no bone left out no shit Basically I'm holding on one rule that love is cocaine I don't wanna attach too The Pretty Woman tryna drag you down bad from the bed y'all slept on I'm tripping again no can't do Hoo! Mind blown Forget about the woman no can't do New woman comin' fill the blank (Achoo) Bless me Pollen allergy I need Claritin (Emm) Give me like two Give me like two (Yeah, yeah) Give me like two (Ohh) Give me like two Give me like two (Count it-) Smoke a 3.5 that's a big roll Melodic shit like Beethoven History 'bout to be rewrote Yea the one take gang no B roll boy Full of myself no rival I'm skiing no mask let the wind blow I'm non-stop in it 'til I explode And that 3.5 do the big role Smoke a 3.5 that's a big roll Melodic shit like Beethoven History 'bout to be rewrote Yea the one take gang no B roll boy Full of myself no rival I'm skiing no mask let the wind blow I'm non-stop in it 'til I explode And that 3.5 do the big role Okay, I (Mhm) Woke up in the morning meditate, cap I don't really do that taking a pee bending my boner That's lil personal but you get the point "Wake-up Wrap" Closet studio hotbox then flaming the microphone Take a walk at the Grove park, Nonchalant Then Back home, passive income check Playboy Nice skin Ready for the night out Hopping on my Pontiac Reaching for my stash spot 3.5 I found it grind it then roll up and lit it puff out 3.5 I found it grind it then roll up and lit it puff out 3.5 I found it grind it then roll up and lit it puff out 3.5 baby You know what's going on if I'm on the beat Certified slaps already More is on the way I'm aiming for your head bruh Just wait on it Yea
Writer(s): Yi Meng Yang Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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