So what do you do? Your job? Nah I mean, your passion if you have one It could pass you, better grab one And what do they do (who?) My squad - fiends Niggas stay on it (on it) See this nigga roll it (roll it) Go on and light it But you gotta pass to me Besides, my shit get tied up ‘Cause I don’t really pass three And I ain’t pass it yet But could ash it, please? I’m still smoking that shit You fuckin with Master Chief But I ain’t Halo (Halo) But I’m okay though (I’m good) Got food, got a horse in the stable Got a move, are you able? But I lose the days, come chicks to play Play a game of spades These days is ace of spades But half these bitches fakes Zonin but I’m wide alert Phone in, I gotta buy some work Oh, got that granddaddy purp I say “man, that’ll work” Got some OG, I mix em up This blunt – elevator If you’re up, hello hater I can’t see you, my vision blurred I love my bitches, all my bitches It’s me and them not his and hers We be smoking, we be drinkin We be fuckin, tell her quick “Would you please stop saying we ‘Cause we mean nothing, celibate” Sure I’m bout it, adamant I’m straight up nigga, don’t you be frontin, let’s do it
[Hook x2:Bas] Let’s do it there Or we could do it here But when we done it’s a love souvenir
[Verse 2:Bas] I’m really not that mean But my thoughts is so cruel Little nigga, don’t you get involved I’m so ahead of yall It’s the year 20-42 I just ball, I’m old school Bet that bitch fresh right now I don’t step, press right now What you want me to say to you Guess I’m impatient so I want sex right now You won’t get face trig, don’t be so basic, I just want you here right now Fiendin, I rep it – Queen to Houston, Texas, London, Essex I know this ain’t my town But I’m in this bitch right now, fiendin
[Hook x2:Bas]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
