Early night jumping off the Porsche Joint rich hoodie and sweats, smoking as good as it gets Life of the party, know I get it started I take a shot you take a shot, I roll a joint you roll a joint Let's turn this spot into a after-party Ain't heard about me you should ask somebody We play the music off our iPhones Gon' light that weed up, nobody home and plus were growing young nigga With gin in this red cup turning up cause' we don't give a fuck And only ones that gets us is us Toking 'till I'm glaze, rolling smoking blaze Rock expensive J's, glad I brought my shades Got a bottle somebody gave me, and another one I saved that I bought on the way
And that's faded, pour a shot cause' we made it Two shots if you're feeling good, middle finger if you hate it Got fly as I wanted to Got high as I wanted to Couldn't lie if I wanted to Couldn't drive if I wanted to
I got two shots another one poured 'Bout to roll a joint and it's going down I got Bombay at the bottom of my cup Faded but I got enough to go around I got shoes on you can't find em in the store Pound of weed you can smell it by the door Palm trees you can have this all season I'm balling and the niggas running with me Is ready for whatever [x4]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
