Yea, yea, yea, huh
Come and roll with me, rollin, we been rollin
Won't you smoke with me? Smokin ay
I been faded, I been faded too long
I'm persuaded by the distribution
What's yo location?
Ugh ye what's yo location? Where you at? Oh yea huh
I love it when the flowers come in iced out
I'm so addicted to this lifestyle
Money transactions flower for the paper
Money translating into conversations
My only occupation is inebriating
I can't go a day without intoxicating
Smoking heavy deadly just to ease the pain
Doing all these drugs it don't feel the same
Sipping everyday going down the drain
I had everything to lose I got none to gain
Catch me savoring the last puff
The way I'm smoking, I don't know if this gon' last us
Tell me why we drawn to the bad stuff
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
Tell me why we drawn to the bad stuff
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
Aye yo Byno
Why these motherf*ckers sleeping on us?
Took like ten percs, boy it's time to reup
Les get it
Game on choke like a hostage, like a coffin, got weed in my pocket
Lean out the faucet, smoking grade A, grape ape, never stopping
I was 18 growing weed out the closet
All withdrawals no deposits
I know I got the juice, why they tryna say I lost it
You waiting for the re-up, Koryo already popped it
Cut your lines up, your boy might have crossed it
I ain't playing with the fye no moe
I ain't even really getting high no more
Got a zip for the low low low
Do a lil bit a blow blow blow les go
I ain't playing with the fye no moe
I ain't even really getting high no more
Got a zip for the low low low
Do a lil bit a blow blow blow les go
Sick, no check up, I feel like throwing up, f*ck it up yea
Shit, we blowing up, money been goin up, count it up yea
Withdraw huh, I hate how I feel so erratic
Pop me an addy, I put it in motion, watch how I'm killing the static
Bipolar whoa, I'm losing focus, I'm geekin
Too nervous to be sleeping
F*ck the police, sneakin
F*ck it up on the weekends
Diving in to the deep end
Yuh bitch
Ay ay ay ay
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Yea, yea, yea, huh
Come and roll with me, rollin, we been rollin
Won't you smoke with me? Smokin ay
I been faded, I been faded too long
I'm persuaded by the distribution
What's yo location?
Ugh ye what's yo location? Where you at? Oh yea huh
I love it when the flowers come in iced out
I'm so addicted to this lifestyle
Money transactions flower for the paper
Money translating into conversations
My only occupation is inebriating
I can't go a day without intoxicating
Smoking heavy deadly just to ease the pain
Doing all these drugs it don't feel the same
Sipping everyday going down the drain
I had everything to lose I got none to gain
Catch me savoring the last puff
The way I'm smoking, I don't know if this gon' last us
Tell me why we drawn to the bad stuff
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
Tell me why we drawn to the bad stuff
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
Aye yo Byno
Why these motherf*ckers sleeping on us?
Took like ten percs, boy it's time to reup
Les get it
Game on choke like a hostage, like a coffin, got weed in my pocket
Lean out the faucet, smoking grade A, grape ape, never stopping
I was 18 growing weed out the closet
All withdrawals no deposits
I know I got the juice, why they tryna say I lost it
You waiting for the re-up, Koryo already popped it
Cut your lines up, your boy might have crossed it
I ain't playing with the fye no moe
I ain't even really getting high no more
Got a zip for the low low low
Do a lil bit a blow blow blow les go
I ain't playing with the fye no moe
I ain't even really getting high no more
Got a zip for the low low low
Do a lil bit a blow blow blow les go
Sick, no check up, I feel like throwing up, f*ck it up yea
Shit, we blowing up, money been goin up, count it up yea
Withdraw huh, I hate how I feel so erratic
Pop me an addy, I put it in motion, watch how I'm killing the static
Bipolar whoa, I'm losing focus, I'm geekin
Too nervous to be sleeping
F*ck the police, sneakin
F*ck it up on the weekends
Diving in to the deep end
Yuh bitch
Ay ay ay ay
Come and roll with me, rollin, we been rollin
Won't you smoke with me? Smokin ay
I been faded, I been faded too long
I'm persuaded by the distribution
What's yo location?
Ugh ye what's yo location? Where you at? Oh yea huh
I love it when the flowers come in iced out
I'm so addicted to this lifestyle
Money transactions flower for the paper
Money translating into conversations
My only occupation is inebriating
I can't go a day without intoxicating
Smoking heavy deadly just to ease the pain
Doing all these drugs it don't feel the same
Sipping everyday going down the drain
I had everything to lose I got none to gain
Catch me savoring the last puff
The way I'm smoking, I don't know if this gon' last us
Tell me why we drawn to the bad stuff
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
Tell me why we drawn to the bad stuff
I know she coming, karma waiting just to catch up
Aye yo Byno
Why these motherf*ckers sleeping on us?
Took like ten percs, boy it's time to reup
Les get it
Game on choke like a hostage, like a coffin, got weed in my pocket
Lean out the faucet, smoking grade A, grape ape, never stopping
I was 18 growing weed out the closet
All withdrawals no deposits
I know I got the juice, why they tryna say I lost it
You waiting for the re-up, Koryo already popped it
Cut your lines up, your boy might have crossed it
I ain't playing with the fye no moe
I ain't even really getting high no more
Got a zip for the low low low
Do a lil bit a blow blow blow les go
I ain't playing with the fye no moe
I ain't even really getting high no more
Got a zip for the low low low
Do a lil bit a blow blow blow les go
Sick, no check up, I feel like throwing up, f*ck it up yea
Shit, we blowing up, money been goin up, count it up yea
Withdraw huh, I hate how I feel so erratic
Pop me an addy, I put it in motion, watch how I'm killing the static
Bipolar whoa, I'm losing focus, I'm geekin
Too nervous to be sleeping
F*ck the police, sneakin
F*ck it up on the weekends
Diving in to the deep end
Yuh bitch
Ay ay ay ay
Writer: Brian Park, Ryan Kim
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