Lijaht - Sins Away Lyrics

Need y'all niggas to sing along to this bitch

Roll up and smoke my sins away
I'd like to go to St. Tropez
Maybe I'll go maybe I'll stay
She asked me if I'm scared to fly
To tell the truth I'm terrified
I never been that high before

Nah nah nah nah never been that high
4 nigga deep in a two bucket Chevy p
Chrome 38 up my black bag But I kept low key
Niggas always tryna test a nigga when I'm chillin minding my b's
But you stizzz I'm only 17 curl taper fade baby faced bitches yeah they lovin' T
And I'm rollin with caylan, vari, and ray ray so you you know we g
But i keep it solo dolo evan banged my line anther function gone up so let's roll
Bumping Dom Kennedy when I come around
When w pull up
Bitches always coming Up when we trippin
Sipping on Ciroc cold playas punch
Now we two stepping with jawns fasho
Aye vari and ray blowin in the wind
While ray and vari you know they blownin
But we prayed up with them Goldie's in our pockets
ASAP bumping in the speakers while we tryna get it poppin

Roll up and smoke my sins away
I'd like to go to St. Tropez
Maybe I'll go maybe I'll stay

Niggas think they can sing and shit
R and B niggas be like
They be like
So stop yo crying baby
(Soft ass nigga, F*ck these niggas, ole puss ass nigga)
Stop yo crying baby

Niggas is trippin
Talking that shit n
Niggas is bitches up in they feelings
Brotha you trippin
Over that bitch n
Nigga she get it
Sucking that tip n
Poppin her shit
Up n in the kitchen
Niggas was trappin
I was rappin
Look at what happened
Now it's just lavish
Look at the cabbage
Niggas was savage
Niggas was shooting
Niggas was slangin
Niggas was up n recruitin
Look at boosting
Look at the cards
Look at stars
Yeah we out here hard
They know who we are
Started from nothing
Turned it to something
Yeah Nigga I was broke as f*ck
Rollin with them OTD niggas
Wasn't no joke bruh
Break it down and roll it my nigga
Let's just smoke it up
Touch my daughter and trust me nigga it's good reddens bruh
It's good reddens bruh
Touch my daughter and trust me nigga it's good reddens bruh
It's good reddens bruh
Touch my daughter and trust me nigga it's good reddens bruh

Roll up and smoke my sins away
I'd like to go to St. Tropez
Maybe I'll go maybe I'll stay
Maybe I'll stay
She asked me if I'm scared to fly
To tell the truth I'm terrified
I never been that high before
Very bad reason not to go
Terrible reason not to go

So stop yo crying baby
So stop yo crying baby