Hey
Ok
Yea I should've stayed inside
Oh yea
Oh yea
Ok yea I think I woke up drunk
I'm trying party till the ceiling comes down and the freaks come out
Muhf*cka
I ain't average please don't ever tryin label me that
If the police pull us over put the eighth in the back
I got her face in my lap
While i'm gripping the grain
If I bust it she gon' Swallow it and save me the stain
You ain't f*cking with me homie so just stay in your lane
I got that pack through TSA and rolled an L on the plane
I been to hell and back and I don't got a person to blame
I can feel them creeping on me as I walk in the rain
I got weed in my jeans
Take it all to the brain
You got envy, and greed
I get pussy in change
I pay for pussy with change
Talking Pennies, and Nickels
Keep a clip and a sickle for when i'm stuck in a pickle
I don't really own no weapon but it's fun to pretend
Tell that bitch if I love her then why she f*cking my friends
I guess I can't find my way out
Your shit is played out them boys is payed out, whats up
I told them boys don't play round with us
Unless you got means to pay now, whats up
Can't help to see the world work for me
I just payed the fee and got the pink slip
I got things to do, and I got hands for you
And any mother f*cker tryin sneak diss
Look
Two cups poured up
More drank more weed
Im off two blunts, I might need Visine
Look
Old Navy my jeans
Polo Ralph my briefs
Honey be on her knee's, huh
Mozzarella my cheese
Huh, yuh
Bitch i'm drunk as f*ck on a Monday
Pop the trunk I bet you motherf*ckers duck till its Sunday
Hit the gas down a one way, and them signs say don't enter
From the west like Delonte
I tippy tow to my Hyundai, and told my bitch i'm on my way
You a lamb i'm a lion
Got polo stripes on my T-Shirt i'm on a roll like Hawaiian
I see the future like Mayan
Why they looking at me sideways
Posted with a pack of f*cking wolves up in your driveway
I can't take advice from no one broker than me
So don't try to tell me shit unless you close to some cheese
Got some dope in my jeans
What you think I brought these Sweets for
I got foul lines like a mother f*cking free throw
I guess I can't find my way out
Your shit is played out them boys is payed out, whats up
I told them boys don't play round with us
Unless you got means to pay now, whats up
Can't help to see the world work for me
I just payed the fee and got the pink slip
I got things to do, and I got hands for you
And any mother f*cker tryin sneak diss
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Hey
Ok
Yea I should've stayed inside
Oh yea
Oh yea
Ok yea I think I woke up drunk
I'm trying party till the ceiling comes down and the freaks come out
Muhf*cka
I ain't average please don't ever tryin label me that
If the police pull us over put the eighth in the back
I got her face in my lap
While i'm gripping the grain
If I bust it she gon' Swallow it and save me the stain
You ain't f*cking with me homie so just stay in your lane
I got that pack through TSA and rolled an L on the plane
I been to hell and back and I don't got a person to blame
I can feel them creeping on me as I walk in the rain
I got weed in my jeans
Take it all to the brain
You got envy, and greed
I get pussy in change
I pay for pussy with change
Talking Pennies, and Nickels
Keep a clip and a sickle for when i'm stuck in a pickle
I don't really own no weapon but it's fun to pretend
Tell that bitch if I love her then why she f*cking my friends
I guess I can't find my way out
Your shit is played out them boys is payed out, whats up
I told them boys don't play round with us
Unless you got means to pay now, whats up
Can't help to see the world work for me
I just payed the fee and got the pink slip
I got things to do, and I got hands for you
And any mother f*cker tryin sneak diss
Look
Two cups poured up
More drank more weed
Im off two blunts, I might need Visine
Look
Old Navy my jeans
Polo Ralph my briefs
Honey be on her knee's, huh
Mozzarella my cheese
Huh, yuh
Bitch i'm drunk as f*ck on a Monday
Pop the trunk I bet you motherf*ckers duck till its Sunday
Hit the gas down a one way, and them signs say don't enter
From the west like Delonte
I tippy tow to my Hyundai, and told my bitch i'm on my way
You a lamb i'm a lion
Got polo stripes on my T-Shirt i'm on a roll like Hawaiian
I see the future like Mayan
Why they looking at me sideways
Posted with a pack of f*cking wolves up in your driveway
I can't take advice from no one broker than me
So don't try to tell me shit unless you close to some cheese
Got some dope in my jeans
What you think I brought these Sweets for
I got foul lines like a mother f*cking free throw
I guess I can't find my way out
Your shit is played out them boys is payed out, whats up
I told them boys don't play round with us
Unless you got means to pay now, whats up
Can't help to see the world work for me
I just payed the fee and got the pink slip
I got things to do, and I got hands for you
And any mother f*cker tryin sneak diss
Ok
Yea I should've stayed inside
Oh yea
Oh yea
Ok yea I think I woke up drunk
I'm trying party till the ceiling comes down and the freaks come out
Muhf*cka
I ain't average please don't ever tryin label me that
If the police pull us over put the eighth in the back
I got her face in my lap
While i'm gripping the grain
If I bust it she gon' Swallow it and save me the stain
You ain't f*cking with me homie so just stay in your lane
I got that pack through TSA and rolled an L on the plane
I been to hell and back and I don't got a person to blame
I can feel them creeping on me as I walk in the rain
I got weed in my jeans
Take it all to the brain
You got envy, and greed
I get pussy in change
I pay for pussy with change
Talking Pennies, and Nickels
Keep a clip and a sickle for when i'm stuck in a pickle
I don't really own no weapon but it's fun to pretend
Tell that bitch if I love her then why she f*cking my friends
I guess I can't find my way out
Your shit is played out them boys is payed out, whats up
I told them boys don't play round with us
Unless you got means to pay now, whats up
Can't help to see the world work for me
I just payed the fee and got the pink slip
I got things to do, and I got hands for you
And any mother f*cker tryin sneak diss
Look
Two cups poured up
More drank more weed
Im off two blunts, I might need Visine
Look
Old Navy my jeans
Polo Ralph my briefs
Honey be on her knee's, huh
Mozzarella my cheese
Huh, yuh
Bitch i'm drunk as f*ck on a Monday
Pop the trunk I bet you motherf*ckers duck till its Sunday
Hit the gas down a one way, and them signs say don't enter
From the west like Delonte
I tippy tow to my Hyundai, and told my bitch i'm on my way
You a lamb i'm a lion
Got polo stripes on my T-Shirt i'm on a roll like Hawaiian
I see the future like Mayan
Why they looking at me sideways
Posted with a pack of f*cking wolves up in your driveway
I can't take advice from no one broker than me
So don't try to tell me shit unless you close to some cheese
Got some dope in my jeans
What you think I brought these Sweets for
I got foul lines like a mother f*cking free throw
I guess I can't find my way out
Your shit is played out them boys is payed out, whats up
I told them boys don't play round with us
Unless you got means to pay now, whats up
Can't help to see the world work for me
I just payed the fee and got the pink slip
I got things to do, and I got hands for you
And any mother f*cker tryin sneak diss
Writer: Noah Kimball
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid