H.O.M.E.S - Lake Snow Effect Lyrics

I know you alone
Pick you from your girlfriends
And right in my phone
Baby smokin' whirlwinds, don't care 'bout her lungs
Knew her for the weekend
Got a nigga sprung
Got me sprung
I know you alone
Pick you from your girlfriends
And right in my phone
Baby smokin' whirlwinds, don't care 'bout her lungs
Knew her for the weekend
Got a nigga sprung
Got me sprung

Turn a party to a blind date
Walk up in the room and change an atmosphere with my face
Grabbin' on a femmy, I will only talk in my way
Grabbin' on your woman Boy, you wish you wasn't signed, ay
Only perfect timing
Flexin' with a present
I be chronically f*cked if it is 2 or it's 11
Going 24 and 7, packin' heat
Put a homie back to sleep
Bring their bitty back to me without even practicing
Fractional equivalency in my pocket, on my sheet
F*ck a teacher, need a beat
Dragon catcher, breathin' heat, I can do both now
Puttin' out a novel and a movie in a day
My versatility is jumpin' Never deliverin' quotes
How I say it 'fore i do it
Drinkin' water, gettin' fluids
Drinkin liquor, gettin' through it
Bitch, you know I have my own style
That's why I'm comin' with a bottle
Only water for my throttle
Chuggin' back before I toddle to the boats now

I know you alone
Pick you from your girlfriends
And right in my phone
Baby smokin' whirlwinds, don't care 'bout her lungs
Knew her for the weekend
Got a nigga sprung
Got me sprung
I know you alone
Pick you from your girlfriends
And right in my phone
Baby smokin' whirlwinds, don't care 'bout her lungs
Knew her for the weekend
Got a nigga sprung
Got me sprung

Kickin' back in the cut
Burnin' ends off fermented blunts
Smokin' both but I told you once
Roastin' bowls and I'm havin' fun
Told you hoes I got magic
Ain't no passin' rolls, man that's tragic
Stretch the herb like Mr. Fantastic
Where's my misses and her fat ass?
Like
Bitch, I'm trippin' different, seein' demon visions
This can't be no indica
Indication, where my mind?
Losin' time, f*ck it, aberration
But I'm keepin' mine
Aviation how I'm flyin', you would think of a Wright
Tux, please
White smoke, no Tuskagee, nigga
Might choke, I struggle to breathe, nigga
This ain't no mid
I got a ten on it, what type of shit?
Lungs like a tenor, bitch
F*ck up my id
Cooked like McGriddle
This ain't no weed rap
This that "I really need weed" rap
This is that "I'm goin' green" rap
Shit is tight, like a seaweed wrap
Go to sleep, wake up, do it
Over again
I do not want to be sober again
Yeah
This ain't no weed rap
This that "I really need weed" rap
This is that "I'm goin' green" rap
Shit is tight like a seaweed wrap
Yeah