Wasted Time (prod. Dan Darmawan)

LEAVE ME NOW (PROD. Census)

Playboy ft Cash doley

LYRICS:
I just woke up, I'm bout to put the four up in my cup
Smoking exotic, he rolling the dust
Gotta get money this shit is a must
I put this tris in my soda
The money too tall, it can't fold up
Smoking the gas or I geek off the X, getting the money I'm counting the checks
Burn up a zip and I'm onto the next
The way I roll up, man I had em impresssed
Smoking the strong, it go straight to my chest
I'm in the mountains I'm wearing a vest
I'm in the mountains and I'm tryna climb my way up to the top of this bitch
I put this gas in the paper, this pill in my mouth and this pop in the tris

I just woke up, I'm bout to put the four up in my cup
I was in class with the packs in my bag, man I ain't never gave a fuck
I was cutting class, tryna get a bag, man I was tryna run it up
I was too turned up off the X, had to take a xan to shut me up
Bitch, I'm too lit, I'm too fly, man they don't even know the deal
I'm boutta get me some wock, I'm boutta crack me a seal
I gotta get me some guap, gotta stack up to the ceiling
I just popped me a lil X, I love the way that it feel

I just woke up, I'm bout to put the four up in my cup
Smoking exotic, he rolling the dust
Gotta get money this shit is a must
I put this tris in my soda
The money too tall, it can't fold up
Smoking the gas or I geek off the X, getting the money I'm counting the checks
Burn up a zip and I'm onto the next
The way I roll up, man I had em impresssed
Smoking the strong, it go straight to my chest
I'm in the mountains I'm wearing a vest
I'm in the mountains and I'm tryna climb my way up to the top of this bitch
I put this gas in the paper, this pill in my mouth and this pop in the tris

Don't piss me off
Don’t wake him up
Cause when I’m actin wild they sayin that I’m switching up
Smoke my medicine, I’m tryna keep my calm,
Tap in, top shelf, yeah this ain’t regular
Bitch I’m so damn high
That I don’t feel the ground
Fuck it I know that they hate
I’m up and they are down
And I am not lovin a hoe
Cause what a hoe doing for me
I just be loving my greens
Cause the greens be loving me
I just be loving my dough
Count it up n I get me some more
Swear n****’s be doin the most
But somehow
All you n****’s still broke
I get the money and ghost
Know you n****’s be watching my moves
Never trust me a bitch
Trusting these bands and I know they won’t fold
I said “woah”
She done got too comfortable
Tryna slow down time
So I poured me up a 4
Had to see it twice, swear I’ve seen this shit before
Bitch it’s  hi tech ain’t sipping off brand no more

I just woke up, I'm bout to put the four up in my cup
Smoking exotic, he rolling the dust
Gotta get money this shit is a must
I put this tris in my soda
The money too tall, it can't fold up
Smoking the gas or I geek off the X, getting the money I'm counting the checks
Burn up a zip and I'm onto the next
The way I roll up, man I had em impresssed
Smoking the strong, it go straight to my chest
I'm in the mountains I'm wearing a vest
I'm in the mountains and I'm tryna climb my way up to the top of this bitch
I put this gas in the paper, this pill in my mouth and this pop in the tris

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