She like, Dub, I'm your biggest fan
And I'm in the club, bitch, I brought my fan
I dress up in a tux, I'm a business man
No, I won't knuckle up, up the pole and blam
Yeah, I be up in the Chi-Town, baby
Yeah, Saks Fifth Avenue on the daily
I be getting so high, weed don't make me lazy
I be getting so high, baby, can you blame me
Blame me
Dealing with the pain
S-R-T, big body, not a Range
I'm sipping Barney, and I'm mixing up the strains
We beat his ass, and stole his whip, and left him in La Grange
Yeah, yeah, that's what type of shit we doing, yeah
Some of my brothers, they be ruthless, come and do ya, bruh
We ain't rappers, bitch, we trappers, don't care who you are
So much smoke up out my window like a hookah bar
She like, Dub, I'm your biggest fan
And I'm in the club, bitch, I brought my fan
I dress up in a tux, I'm a business man
No, I won't knuckle up, up the pole and blam
Yeah, I be up in the Chi-Town, baby
Yeah, Saks Fifth Avenue on the daily
I be getting so high, weed don't make me lazy
I be getting so high, baby, can you blame me
Kartier Dub - Biggest Fan (feat. Boolymon) Lyrics
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She like, Dub, I'm your biggest fan
And I'm in the club, bitch, I brought my fan
I dress up in a tux, I'm a business man
No, I won't knuckle up, up the pole and blam
Yeah, I be up in the Chi-Town, baby
Yeah, Saks Fifth Avenue on the daily
I be getting so high, weed don't make me lazy
I be getting so high, baby, can you blame me
Blame me
Dealing with the pain
S-R-T, big body, not a Range
I'm sipping Barney, and I'm mixing up the strains
We beat his ass, and stole his whip, and left him in La Grange
Yeah, yeah, that's what type of shit we doing, yeah
Some of my brothers, they be ruthless, come and do ya, bruh
We ain't rappers, bitch, we trappers, don't care who you are
So much smoke up out my window like a hookah bar
She like, Dub, I'm your biggest fan
And I'm in the club, bitch, I brought my fan
I dress up in a tux, I'm a business man
No, I won't knuckle up, up the pole and blam
Yeah, I be up in the Chi-Town, baby
Yeah, Saks Fifth Avenue on the daily
I be getting so high, weed don't make me lazy
I be getting so high, baby, can you blame me
And I'm in the club, bitch, I brought my fan
I dress up in a tux, I'm a business man
No, I won't knuckle up, up the pole and blam
Yeah, I be up in the Chi-Town, baby
Yeah, Saks Fifth Avenue on the daily
I be getting so high, weed don't make me lazy
I be getting so high, baby, can you blame me
Blame me
Dealing with the pain
S-R-T, big body, not a Range
I'm sipping Barney, and I'm mixing up the strains
We beat his ass, and stole his whip, and left him in La Grange
Yeah, yeah, that's what type of shit we doing, yeah
Some of my brothers, they be ruthless, come and do ya, bruh
We ain't rappers, bitch, we trappers, don't care who you are
So much smoke up out my window like a hookah bar
She like, Dub, I'm your biggest fan
And I'm in the club, bitch, I brought my fan
I dress up in a tux, I'm a business man
No, I won't knuckle up, up the pole and blam
Yeah, I be up in the Chi-Town, baby
Yeah, Saks Fifth Avenue on the daily
I be getting so high, weed don't make me lazy
I be getting so high, baby, can you blame me
Writer: Carter Walters
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