Congrats

I almost never do romance
I tried it ninety-nine times
But it never really stood one chance
I'd rather chill with you like one of the homies
I always hated holding hands
With all that money you be touching
What would make you think I'd hold your hand
I'd rather play games with you like one of the homies

So pass that controller
Who are you gonna pick?
If I say the Lakers
I know that you'll say the Knicks
Four minute quarters
Eight minutes halves

Congratulations
I beat your ass
If you like a girl who
Pumps her own gas
Then congratulations
You met your match

I almost never cuddle up
I mean if we just fuck then I mean we just fuck
But I don't like doing too much
I'd rather chill with you like one of the homies
I don't say bye 'fore I hang up
I mean if we just talked then that mean we just talked
I really don't like doing too much
I'd rather smoke with you like one of the homies

So pass me the roll up
'Cause it's your turn to crush
I know if I pick sativa
We gon' smoke indica
Fifty dollar quarters
Ten off for the half

Congratulations
I could move packs
If you like a girl who
Pumps her own gas
Congratulations
You met your match



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Jean, Jamila Chilombo, Paul Jean, Omer Fedi, Dimi Sloan Sesson Ii, Giscrad Friedman, Benjamin Castillo, Todd Hurttz
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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