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(Haha, what the f—?) (Haha, what the f—?) (Haha, what the f—?) (We just blew through all that gas, yeah) (I can't believe we just—, yeah) Huh I can't believe we just blew through all that gas still High as can be, tryn' remember how my past felt Tired of askin' God why every day feel like the last one I swear that I'd be fine, if she would finally throw that ass on me Swear, baby, I swear I would be just fine, but goddamn You really know how to kill my vibe, I'm not playin' Gotta be careful who you laughin' with, shit sad But you'll get handled if you don't handle shit Five-hunnid dollar blunt, I'm not passin' it If it did not come from us, shit not accurate, damn It's 4 O'clock, A.M., why we chattin' still? Damn Ho slid through to eat, then dipped, Guy Fieri shit Huh, I'm in Paris, you in Paris, let's do Paris shit Huh, hey, fuck up out yo' bed on that sad shit Huh, hey, strand after strand, ransack my thought Hell nah, fuck goin' band for band, y'all don't have enough I can't believe we just blew through all that gas still Letras de cancionesHigh as can be, tryn' remember how my past felt Tired of askin' God why every day feel like the last one I swear that I'd be fine, if she would finally throw that ass on me Swear, baby, I swear I would be just fine, but goddamn You really know how to kill my vibe, I'm not playin' Gotta be careful who you laughin' with, shit sad But you'll get handled if you don't handle shit Smokin' gas and leanin' Heard a nigga hatin', tell 'em, "Suck my penis" She got good brain, she a muh'fuckin' genius And I got racks like Serena and Venus I get money, nigga, schemin' Up Ben Franklin, he got the bitches screamin' Momma said, "Stop," but her baby still leanin' Pull up in a V12, they ain't never seen it Let's go do some money shit, I'ma keep it a hunnid And these niggas on some funny shit, I'ma keep it a hunnid If these niggas on some funny shit, let's go do some money shit Let's go do some money shit, I done got used to this shit Baby, yeah, I'ma bool Only if I knew what I do, what I do If you think I need you, girl, you wrong as two left shoe Only if you do what you needed to do (L-Let's go do some money shit) I can't believe we just blew through all that gas still High as can be, tryn' remember how my past felt Tired of askin' God why every day feel like the last one I swear that I'd be fine, if she would finally throw that ass on me Swear, baby, I swear I would be just fine, but goddamn You really know how to kill my vibe, I'm not playin' Gotta be careful who you laughin' with, shit sad But you'll get handled if you don't handle shit From Letras Mania