UhAw, yeah, aw, yeahCall up on drank and let’s, let’s call up andUh
All I care about is money and the city that I’m fromI’ma sip until I feel it, I’ma smoke it ’til it’s doneAnd I don’t really give a fuck and my excuse is that I’m youngAnd I’m only getting older, somebody should’ve told youI’m on one (eh), fuck it, I’m on one (yeah)I said I’m on one, fuck it, I’m on one, a strong oneTwo white cups and I got that drinkIt could be purple, it could be pinkDepending on how you mix that shitMoney to be got, and I’mma get that shit‘Cause I’m on one, fuck it I’m on oneAw yeah, aw yeahYou know what I’mOh yes, oh yeahOh yes, oh yeahUh, oh yes, oh yeahYeah, uh
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You know what I’m sipping, I’ll teach you how to mix itBut you’re the only one cause I don’t trust these bitchesI don’t, I don’t trust these bitchesThey might catch me slippingSo, you’re the only one cause I don’t trust these bitchesThey might, they might catch me slippingAnd put in something differentSo you’re the only one cause I don’t trust these bitchesI don’t trust, I don’t trust these bitchesThey might catch me slippingSo you’re the only one
Oh whoa, trust issuesOh whoa, whoa trust issuesOh whoa, trust issuesOh whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeahLet’s call up on drank and let’s all get wastedOn drank and let’s all get faded, yeah
Uh, Drizzy Drake, check me outComing live from the mothafuckin’ North SideKick game, run game, run it real goodBut never ever have my bitches sitting courtsideSame n—a that you knew way back whenYou acting like it’s somebody you don’t knowTell me, how the fuck we supposed to stay friendsWhen you got a bunch of feelings that you don’t show?I could tell, I could tell, I could tellCertain people don’t like me no moreNew shit don’t excite me no moreGuess that they don’t really make them like me no moreUh, you can look me in my eyes and see I ain’t myself‘Cause if y’all what I created then I hate myselfBut still, let them girls in and tell ’em allLeave their cell phones on the table where we see themI’m all day with it man, a.m. to the p.mN—as hating, I just wish that they would say it when they see him, oh
That’s that shit that drives me crazyAnd that’s all I’ve been getting latelyAnd it’s probably why I’m scared to put the time inWomen want to fuck like they’re me and I’m themLooking for some things and I think that I can find ’em in you, in you
Oh whoa, trust issuesOh whoa, whoa trust issuesOh whoa, trust issuesOh whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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Yeah, aw yeah, aw yeahLet’s call up on drank and let’s all get wastedOn drank and let’s all get fadedYeah, aw yeah, aw yeahCall up on drank and let’sLet’s call up and, uh
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