Oh Yeah
Doha
We got 408 Bitch!
Wake up in the morning, pop a xanny
Pour up some dirty, it's in my plans yeah
I might go to rodeo cuz I'm fucked up oh yeah, oh yeah
Can't, feel my legs cuz I am fucked up oh yeah
Can't pop a bar, fucked up oh yeah
Can't drink more, fucked up oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
If I move into the club, then you see me come with money
When I step onto the stage, a beast unleash cuz I am crazy
I am smoking, drinking, fiendin, I got thirty thousand patients
Take a xanny for the comedown cuz I think I might gon need it
Plug on deck cuz he giving me all the fucking pillies
Shot once then twice, no, three times is not fucking needed
Baby don't you worry it'll be hard for me to leave it
I must of played a million things they say that I'm important
Please tell me what you need
I will never let you bleed
I just know that you are busy but you know that I won't leave
And you know that we won't sleep
I will fuck you I will keep
Oh lady oh lady oh baby you are all I need
Please, tell me what you need
I, will never let you bleed
I, just know you'll never leave
And oh, I'll give you Chanel
Wake up in the morning, pop a xanny
Pour up some dirty, it's in my plans yeah
I might go to rodeo cuz I'm fucked up oh yeah, oh yeah
Can't, feel my legs cuz I am fucked up oh yeah
Can't pop a bar, fucked up oh yeah
Can't drink more, fucked up oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Fendi clothes, Fendi toes, Fendi bros
Got me feeling like Thug at my show
Diamonds sick they got Small Pox
Might be contagious but I don't really know
Going up to mars off a single puff of Doha
Maybe catch a jet to Honolulu say aloha
Hit her from the back but sometimes she tell me to choke her
Put some cash on craps, roulette, blackjack, and chips in poker
She caking way too much I told her she look joker
Posted on a wall sippin lean with my jumpers
Balenciaga stained so hadda switch my sweatshirt
I might just start a lotto make some cash off some dumbfucks
Would you stand up quick again, fuck it up?
Imma go up to the stands and fuck it up
Imma go up to her man and fuck him up
Cuz I need you tonight baby fuck it up
Wake up in the morning, pop a xanny
Pour up some dirty, it's in my plans yeah
I might go to rodeo cuz I'm fucked up oh yeah, oh yeah
Can't, feel my legs cuz I am fucked up oh yeah
Can't pop a bar, fucked up oh yeah
Can't drink more, fucked up oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I just wanna play, I won't keep it
I just wanna run, I won't steal it
Shoot it at your house and your spouse yeah
We got 408 Bitch!
Wake up in the morning, pop a xanny
Pour up some dirty, it's in my plans yeah
I might go to rodeo cuz I'm fucked up oh yeah, oh yeah
Can't, feel my legs cuz I am fucked up oh yeah
Can't pop a bar, fucked up oh yeah
Can't drink more, fucked up oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
If I move into the club, then you see me come with money
When I step onto the stage, a beast unleash cuz I am crazy
I am smoking, drinking, fiendin, I got thirty thousand patients
Take a xanny for the comedown cuz I think I might gon need it
Plug on deck cuz he giving me all the fucking pillies
Shot once then twice, no, three times is not fucking needed
Baby don't you worry it'll be hard for me to leave it
I must of played a million things they say that I'm important
Please tell me what you need
I will never let you bleed
I just know that you are busy but you know that I won't leave
And you know that we won't sleep
I will fuck you I will keep
Oh lady oh lady oh baby you are all I need
Please, tell me what you need
I, will never let you bleed
I, just know you'll never leave
And oh, I'll give you Chanel
Wake up in the morning, pop a xanny
Pour up some dirty, it's in my plans yeah
I might go to rodeo cuz I'm fucked up oh yeah, oh yeah
Can't, feel my legs cuz I am fucked up oh yeah
Can't pop a bar, fucked up oh yeah
Can't drink more, fucked up oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
Fendi clothes, Fendi toes, Fendi bros
Got me feeling like Thug at my show
Diamonds sick they got Small Pox
Might be contagious but I don't really know
Going up to mars off a single puff of Doha
Maybe catch a jet to Honolulu say aloha
Hit her from the back but sometimes she tell me to choke her
Put some cash on craps, roulette, blackjack, and chips in poker
She caking way too much I told her she look joker
Posted on a wall sippin lean with my jumpers
Balenciaga stained so hadda switch my sweatshirt
I might just start a lotto make some cash off some dumbfucks
Would you stand up quick again, fuck it up?
Imma go up to the stands and fuck it up
Imma go up to her man and fuck him up
Cuz I need you tonight baby fuck it up
Wake up in the morning, pop a xanny
Pour up some dirty, it's in my plans yeah
I might go to rodeo cuz I'm fucked up oh yeah, oh yeah
Can't, feel my legs cuz I am fucked up oh yeah
Can't pop a bar, fucked up oh yeah
Can't drink more, fucked up oh yeah
Oh yeah, Oh yeah
I just wanna play, I won't keep it
I just wanna run, I won't steal it
Shoot it at your house and your spouse yeah
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Writer(s): Rohit Chimata
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