Bitches said they wanna come and vibe now
I don't even think that it's my type now
So I gotta light up on this pipe now
Right now
Ay, Come in the whip and you know what I'm smoking on
F*ck a wood imma twist me an ice cream cone
In the hot box I barely use my phone
Ion even know how imma make it home
I'm keeping the rod with me
If you down to rob with me
Then ride with me
If you wanna vibe with me
Collide with me
Then pitch in a five with me
You know what I'm smoking on
I'm keeping that super strong
The cop pull me over asking what is going on
Like what is wrong
Well go head listen on
Feeling depressed
The only thing turning me in a mess
Is all the stress
I love the feeling of the smoke going in my chest
It makes me less
Mad, sad, whatever it is
When we met I swear we just kids
Now I think I be minding my biz
But the thought of you just coming in
Now I just post up
Think imma smoke up
Bitches who throw up
We boutta go up
There is no hold up
Damn
Girl
You stay on my mind and left me traumatized
I pray for a sign that helps me to remind
I'm drinking and smoking or maybe combined
I'm sinking and hoping that I can define
What love is
I'm boxing my ride and I think that I'm blind
You tell me this, tell me that actions don't lie
Now I'm rolling dimes with a girl that's a dime
Packed with attitude but she like five five
She gon' let me gas up in the whip and do a drive by
Money on my books to get me out and she don't ask why
That's my lil' baby from the jump ain't cutting no ties
I ain't telling no lies
Shit I thought you knew that
She really a rider
She ain't gotta prove that
Like be my one and only
Even for a moment
Imma pull you closer
Could you move it slower
I already told ya
You should come on over
Let you run a game plan
You be the controller
We can get it popping
But this ain't no soda
Tryna speak my language
Rolling up the doja
Cat be going crazy
I can't let her go uh
I think this amazing
But what do I know uh
They say love contagious
So I can't get close uh
I could make you famous
You could make me sober
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Bitches said they wanna come and vibe now
I don't even think that it's my type now
So I gotta light up on this pipe now
Right now
Ay, Come in the whip and you know what I'm smoking on
F*ck a wood imma twist me an ice cream cone
In the hot box I barely use my phone
Ion even know how imma make it home
I'm keeping the rod with me
If you down to rob with me
Then ride with me
If you wanna vibe with me
Collide with me
Then pitch in a five with me
You know what I'm smoking on
I'm keeping that super strong
The cop pull me over asking what is going on
Like what is wrong
Well go head listen on
Feeling depressed
The only thing turning me in a mess
Is all the stress
I love the feeling of the smoke going in my chest
It makes me less
Mad, sad, whatever it is
When we met I swear we just kids
Now I think I be minding my biz
But the thought of you just coming in
Now I just post up
Think imma smoke up
Bitches who throw up
We boutta go up
There is no hold up
Damn
Girl
You stay on my mind and left me traumatized
I pray for a sign that helps me to remind
I'm drinking and smoking or maybe combined
I'm sinking and hoping that I can define
What love is
I'm boxing my ride and I think that I'm blind
You tell me this, tell me that actions don't lie
Now I'm rolling dimes with a girl that's a dime
Packed with attitude but she like five five
She gon' let me gas up in the whip and do a drive by
Money on my books to get me out and she don't ask why
That's my lil' baby from the jump ain't cutting no ties
I ain't telling no lies
Shit I thought you knew that
She really a rider
She ain't gotta prove that
Like be my one and only
Even for a moment
Imma pull you closer
Could you move it slower
I already told ya
You should come on over
Let you run a game plan
You be the controller
We can get it popping
But this ain't no soda
Tryna speak my language
Rolling up the doja
Cat be going crazy
I can't let her go uh
I think this amazing
But what do I know uh
They say love contagious
So I can't get close uh
I could make you famous
You could make me sober
I don't even think that it's my type now
So I gotta light up on this pipe now
Right now
Ay, Come in the whip and you know what I'm smoking on
F*ck a wood imma twist me an ice cream cone
In the hot box I barely use my phone
Ion even know how imma make it home
I'm keeping the rod with me
If you down to rob with me
Then ride with me
If you wanna vibe with me
Collide with me
Then pitch in a five with me
You know what I'm smoking on
I'm keeping that super strong
The cop pull me over asking what is going on
Like what is wrong
Well go head listen on
Feeling depressed
The only thing turning me in a mess
Is all the stress
I love the feeling of the smoke going in my chest
It makes me less
Mad, sad, whatever it is
When we met I swear we just kids
Now I think I be minding my biz
But the thought of you just coming in
Now I just post up
Think imma smoke up
Bitches who throw up
We boutta go up
There is no hold up
Damn
Girl
You stay on my mind and left me traumatized
I pray for a sign that helps me to remind
I'm drinking and smoking or maybe combined
I'm sinking and hoping that I can define
What love is
I'm boxing my ride and I think that I'm blind
You tell me this, tell me that actions don't lie
Now I'm rolling dimes with a girl that's a dime
Packed with attitude but she like five five
She gon' let me gas up in the whip and do a drive by
Money on my books to get me out and she don't ask why
That's my lil' baby from the jump ain't cutting no ties
I ain't telling no lies
Shit I thought you knew that
She really a rider
She ain't gotta prove that
Like be my one and only
Even for a moment
Imma pull you closer
Could you move it slower
I already told ya
You should come on over
Let you run a game plan
You be the controller
We can get it popping
But this ain't no soda
Tryna speak my language
Rolling up the doja
Cat be going crazy
I can't let her go uh
I think this amazing
But what do I know uh
They say love contagious
So I can't get close uh
I could make you famous
You could make me sober
Writer: Christopher Joyner, Edward Garcia
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid