Welcome to Rhode Island
Whew
My zone
It's finna happen
Finna turn up on these niggas Larry
They aint ready
Let me take you to a place where haters get no sleep in the night time
You want one a day dream a me
Either, the fever
They sweat it
The Illuminati on that hotline
You call it a life line
I call it the right time
Fuck it
We can meet up in the middle no Malcolm
Waiting on the outcome
Paint 'em all red if x after the Malcolm
All I see is red
Feel like Carrie on a prom night
You see there's no way to hide in glass circles
I smile because I'm shining in the low light
Huh, yeah that's right take a picture with me
Bitch I've been high
And no lie
Don't need no medal
I never settle
They take it from you anyway
I'm more than a rebel so in my jar I keep that green Monster
Fuck it, I just call it fentanyl
[Pre-Chorus]:
You got me feeling like "la la la"
You don't really wanna fuck wit-a-me
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
So keep thinking that a nigga ain't about his, la la la
You don't really won't fuck wit-a-me like
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
No chill
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought
Fuck what you thought bitch
Fuck what you thought, bitch this is Rhode Island
Uh
Probably payed pennies peace post on the bomb shit
Smoke like a bong rip
Said he smoke like me, I tell him "nonsense"
But they don't want no smoke with this smoker
Flip flops on season
Toes cold with the flow even colder
Heart even colder
Thoughts from a stoner
And anybody listening, I owe you my dreams if I ever could remember
Life in a movie, somebody press render
Note to self: return back to sender but dare I enter
Or any door through a stage with a full crowd
Hell yeah, should've dance
And fuck who's next, I got now
Probably would've never thought it
'Cause I smoke like a tourist
[Pre-Chorus]:
You got me feeling like "la la la"
You don't really wanna fuck wit-a-me
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
So keep thinking that a nigga ain't about his, la la la
You don't really won't fuck wit-a-me like
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
No chill
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought
Fuck what you thought bitch
Fuck what you thought, bitch this is Rhode Island
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
That raw shit-shit, man like raw shit
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
That raw shit-shit, that bullshit
I'm off this bitch, this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought, fuck what you thought bitch
Fuck what you thought bitch, this is Rhode Island
My zone
It's finna happen
Finna turn up on these niggas Larry
They aint ready
Let me take you to a place where haters get no sleep in the night time
You want one a day dream a me
Either, the fever
They sweat it
The Illuminati on that hotline
You call it a life line
I call it the right time
Fuck it
We can meet up in the middle no Malcolm
Waiting on the outcome
Paint 'em all red if x after the Malcolm
All I see is red
Feel like Carrie on a prom night
You see there's no way to hide in glass circles
I smile because I'm shining in the low light
Huh, yeah that's right take a picture with me
Bitch I've been high
And no lie
Don't need no medal
I never settle
They take it from you anyway
I'm more than a rebel so in my jar I keep that green Monster
Fuck it, I just call it fentanyl
[Pre-Chorus]:
You got me feeling like "la la la"
You don't really wanna fuck wit-a-me
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
So keep thinking that a nigga ain't about his, la la la
You don't really won't fuck wit-a-me like
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
No chill
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought
Fuck what you thought bitch
Fuck what you thought, bitch this is Rhode Island
Uh
Probably payed pennies peace post on the bomb shit
Smoke like a bong rip
Said he smoke like me, I tell him "nonsense"
But they don't want no smoke with this smoker
Flip flops on season
Toes cold with the flow even colder
Heart even colder
Thoughts from a stoner
And anybody listening, I owe you my dreams if I ever could remember
Life in a movie, somebody press render
Note to self: return back to sender but dare I enter
Or any door through a stage with a full crowd
Hell yeah, should've dance
And fuck who's next, I got now
Probably would've never thought it
'Cause I smoke like a tourist
[Pre-Chorus]:
You got me feeling like "la la la"
You don't really wanna fuck wit-a-me
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
So keep thinking that a nigga ain't about his, la la la
You don't really won't fuck wit-a-me like
No chill, I've been trill (I've been trill)
No chill
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought bitch this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought
Fuck what you thought bitch
Fuck what you thought, bitch this is Rhode Island
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
That raw shit-shit, man like raw shit
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
And me like big kushin', big kushin', big kushin'
And me like big kushin'-shit shit
This my shit, not yo' shit
That raw shit-shit, that bullshit
I'm off this bitch, this is Rhode Island
Fuck what you thought, fuck what you thought bitch
Fuck what you thought bitch, this is Rhode Island
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Writer(s): 0, Lawrence Orsini
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