You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I been so lowkey, I know
Young Melrose securing the bag on his own
I'm wavy, no winter, we out by the coast
My mermaids come kiss me before I go ghost
Ounces in the trunk cause it ain't safe around the gated
We ain't from the suburbs, shout out to my hungry, jaded
Niños off the avenue, they playing with your necklace
Bus it out our hood, cause they gon' run your ring and lexus
Homies off the xanny, counting future models through the door
CR7 hat-trick, pipe tres nenas and I'm f*cking sore
Pull out in a hatchback counting euros, she be back for more
Never cuff a thottie, that's a lesson from the underworld
No Fader, looking faded, yuh
Tell Nardwuar we been waiting, yuh
Dirty Houston double cup
And my nena bare from the waist up
BRRR
You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
Chillin' at the trap, I'm that Young JFK
Young Marilyn singing like its my birthday
Palm trees remind me I've been going one way
Straight to the league, with my slaps know I don't play
Off of the Broad, all my homies are art connoisseurs
If things turning real ugly, I know some shooters
Otherwise catch me shlumped bumping Smiths and The Cure
And mi gente look gorgeous, my homie, I'm sure
Pass me that horchata, no more lean, because the show tonight
Pass me that Pan Dulce, no more Perico, I'm feeling right
Swerving through the lanes, the tinted windows got me feeling low
Hold up, drop your worries, I'mma coast it when they play it real slow
Play it real slow
From Malibu, to Venice, to SM, to Downtown, to SFV
We drop it low like this lowkey
You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that
Harry Melrose - Blunts by the Shore Lyrics
Harry Melrose - Blunts by the Shore Lyrics
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You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I been so lowkey, I know
Young Melrose securing the bag on his own
I'm wavy, no winter, we out by the coast
My mermaids come kiss me before I go ghost
Ounces in the trunk cause it ain't safe around the gated
We ain't from the suburbs, shout out to my hungry, jaded
Niños off the avenue, they playing with your necklace
Bus it out our hood, cause they gon' run your ring and lexus
Homies off the xanny, counting future models through the door
CR7 hat-trick, pipe tres nenas and I'm f*cking sore
Pull out in a hatchback counting euros, she be back for more
Never cuff a thottie, that's a lesson from the underworld
No Fader, looking faded, yuh
Tell Nardwuar we been waiting, yuh
Dirty Houston double cup
And my nena bare from the waist up
BRRR
You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
Chillin' at the trap, I'm that Young JFK
Young Marilyn singing like its my birthday
Palm trees remind me I've been going one way
Straight to the league, with my slaps know I don't play
Off of the Broad, all my homies are art connoisseurs
If things turning real ugly, I know some shooters
Otherwise catch me shlumped bumping Smiths and The Cure
And mi gente look gorgeous, my homie, I'm sure
Pass me that horchata, no more lean, because the show tonight
Pass me that Pan Dulce, no more Perico, I'm feeling right
Swerving through the lanes, the tinted windows got me feeling low
Hold up, drop your worries, I'mma coast it when they play it real slow
Play it real slow
From Malibu, to Venice, to SM, to Downtown, to SFV
We drop it low like this lowkey
You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I been so lowkey, I know
Young Melrose securing the bag on his own
I'm wavy, no winter, we out by the coast
My mermaids come kiss me before I go ghost
Ounces in the trunk cause it ain't safe around the gated
We ain't from the suburbs, shout out to my hungry, jaded
Niños off the avenue, they playing with your necklace
Bus it out our hood, cause they gon' run your ring and lexus
Homies off the xanny, counting future models through the door
CR7 hat-trick, pipe tres nenas and I'm f*cking sore
Pull out in a hatchback counting euros, she be back for more
Never cuff a thottie, that's a lesson from the underworld
No Fader, looking faded, yuh
Tell Nardwuar we been waiting, yuh
Dirty Houston double cup
And my nena bare from the waist up
BRRR
You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
Chillin' at the trap, I'm that Young JFK
Young Marilyn singing like its my birthday
Palm trees remind me I've been going one way
Straight to the league, with my slaps know I don't play
Off of the Broad, all my homies are art connoisseurs
If things turning real ugly, I know some shooters
Otherwise catch me shlumped bumping Smiths and The Cure
And mi gente look gorgeous, my homie, I'm sure
Pass me that horchata, no more lean, because the show tonight
Pass me that Pan Dulce, no more Perico, I'm feeling right
Swerving through the lanes, the tinted windows got me feeling low
Hold up, drop your worries, I'mma coast it when they play it real slow
Play it real slow
From Malibu, to Venice, to SM, to Downtown, to SFV
We drop it low like this lowkey
You ain't from my side
Blunts by the Shore, all through the Night
You ain't from my side
Pour up my Goose, Hollywood Sign
Ooo, I needed that
I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that, I needed that check
I needed that, I needed that flex
I needed that
Writer: Harold Gonzalez-Mejia
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