Lyrics

High key I got weed on me I got tree Yuuuuh Whole thang Or a half a z What you need uhhhh ThC or TLC 2 piece me up ETA Now Baby gametime Yeah they outside Throwing Gang signs That look in your eye Don't be nervous Found what they stand on That's purpose I think so Smoke in her glow Make her blink slow Something great I'm on the brink tho I know I do not think so Ima do 28 Like I'm Warrick Dunn Four Sevens That hit like they John Lynch In the head lock Like an arm pit Sky high Baby Clark Kent Laid out Like a starfish Stuck too Like a parked bench Good tree If you throw a bone Then I'm throwing It right back She throwing siggies For a night cap I'm too legit And she like that I'm wavy and groovy Bro all facts Major appeal Baby Mike Jack Same playing field Where the kites at I'll be right back High key I got tree on me I got weed Yuuuuuh Whole thang Or a half a z What you ned uhhhh ThC or TLC Say she need love Ima big vibe On some gong shit 3 for 1 I took the long shift Far from selfish Get your own shit If I middle man Got my own split YaHearMe One hand on her thigh While I steer it She spread em So I can get near it Wake her ass up Like a Keurig She swear that My vibe is the purest Ima Pace her Indiana No Gary Here for the kick it Why hurry Them panties They off tho No worries Baby so cold I see flurries No cowardly dog I got courage YaHearMe I'm raising bars I ain't raising cane My lady in red And I'm major Payne She smoke How smoke That's the crazy thing You don't smoke what smoke We are not same
Writer(s): Blake Hampton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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