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Yes And we smoke so much that we can't get high We cried five times, but we had a good time Hot damn, I'm the man, cripped up in a poncho I got so fucked up in Toronto I sow my eyes closed like a blindfold Ice coat, green tea, whoa, Uncle Iroh I went stupid on the wrist I look candid in my pics Who that talkin' all that shit? I want him to meet my fist We don't play that little bitch You sorbet like counterfeit I'm just gettin' off this fit Tobi getting kinda thick They don't know me, they not here They could blow me, suck a dick They don't know that I won't quit They don't know I'm too legit And my phone on two percent I think me and you should dip I wish you could take a hint You're the one I wanna miss I went stupid on the wrist I went ugly on the rack Yeah, I pulled up in the front Sitting pretty in the back Who that banging in the whip? Your best friend said, "What is that?" Now she's singing all my shit My shit different when it hit Now, who still think that shit don't stink? Ain't nobody ask you what you think Two white cups and I got that drink It could be purple, it could be pink I'm just a big ass kid I had a dream and I took that risk Man y'all really can't tell me shit When I pull up, they say, "It's that bitch" It's that nigga, yeah, six figure, I want like seven The shit hit different, I'm high as Heaven I just went missin', I need two seconds The room keep spinnin' And we smoke so much that we can't get high We cried five times, but we had a good time God-damn, I'm the man, cripped up in a poncho I got so fucked up in Toronto I sow my eyes closed like a blindfold Ice coat, green tea, woah, Uncle Iroh Does she really love me? How should I know? She threw it back, like a quaterback, spiral I cut it clean, sideline, like a tight rope I wanna see how you look with my eyes closed I save money like I just reached the Geiko This not Off-White, bitch, it's Albino I'm so blessed, bitch, I look like a Bible I'm so stressed, you would think I had finals And we smoke so much that we can't get high We cried five times, but we had a good time Smoke, smoke, smoke
Writer(s): Oluwatobi Adeyemi, Benaiah Mwenifumbo, Maximilian Mueller, Josh Goldenberg, Matteo Woods, Austin Marc Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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