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Put on ya light
Put a light inna di air if yuh know clean and yuh team clean
Submissive

It's a wrap, throwbacks, now I chill in the back
Couple racks made a stack in my sleep, look at that
Bitch, I'm still very real, need a mil'
Can I chill? Can I, chill? Can I chill? Uh
Do you mean it? What's the truth? I don't care what you do
'Cause I'm him, that's on me, I won't boast, but it's true
Can we chill? Where you at? Let me tell you how I feel
Which is hell, what's the time? Watch ain't set but it shine
If you real, you would say it, but you don't 'cause you playin'
I don't f*ck with that nigga, he was shady to my friend
Hear me say you want it bad, but that don't mean a damn thing
Bitches want a bag and these niggas want a damn chain
F*ck it, I'ma ride, and you can't say nada
Let 'em go, rah-rah, you a joke, ha-ha
'Cause I'm up and you sick, I'm the shit and you pissed
I don't drink cognac, but I'm drunk off that shit

Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
High as f*ck off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
High as f*ck off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit, off that
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Put on ya light
Put a light inna di air if yuh know clean and yuh team clean
Submissive

It's a wrap, throwbacks, now I chill in the back
Couple racks made a stack in my sleep, look at that
Bitch, I'm still very real, need a mil'
Can I chill? Can I, chill? Can I chill? Uh
Do you mean it? What's the truth? I don't care what you do
'Cause I'm him, that's on me, I won't boast, but it's true
Can we chill? Where you at? Let me tell you how I feel
Which is hell, what's the time? Watch ain't set but it shine
If you real, you would say it, but you don't 'cause you playin'
I don't f*ck with that nigga, he was shady to my friend
Hear me say you want it bad, but that don't mean a damn thing
Bitches want a bag and these niggas want a damn chain
F*ck it, I'ma ride, and you can't say nada
Let 'em go, rah-rah, you a joke, ha-ha
'Cause I'm up and you sick, I'm the shit and you pissed
I don't drink cognac, but I'm drunk off that shit

Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
High as f*ck off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
High as f*ck off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit, off that
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Writer: Alexander Anthony Ben-Abdallah, Destin Devon Conrad, Michael Daniel Foster
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC


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