Carefree
I was off the drugs
I was off the dranks
I was off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
I'm with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
That shit is nice
It just don't look like this
If you living carefree then you probably don't look like us
Damn, nigga, let me cook right quick, on the beach
Couple niggas, we was cool and it's just 'bout dusk
Shawty never smoked kush like this
Some fire-ass music playin', grindin' on me
You know I had to push right back, reflex, respect
No suspect shit, came late
Goofy niggas missed the sunset
We ain't even give a fuck, got the Backwoods, though
Dropped those niggas, would've been upset
Only hit it two times 'cause I know that the
Paper's more of her speed she could fuck with
And I like that shit, she don't duck shit, but we was cool
And I said we didn't want smoke, so when the cops popped up
It was Pop Smoke, niggas proceeded to get on that fuck shit
Now I'm worried 'bout dyin' for speaking
My mind, they keep on callin' it tough shit
I ain't do too much, just rough shit
Whole time it really is way too much shit
Playin' that shit right, it's some tough shit
And they know just which one to fuck with
It's just some shit we stuck with
We was off the drugs
We was off the dranks
We was off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
I'm with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
Will you ride or die?
Damn, let me breathe
Damn, let me cook
Damn, family, give me space
So quick to shoot, no Devin Book'
Can't even look me in my face
Can't play it straight, these niggas crooks
They player hate, I'm on my shit
Pulled me over 'bout my whip
Like, "How you get it?"
Bitch, I bought it, took my ticket for the tints
That might not seem too intense
But I ain't whip this in two months
The first day back, they on some shit
I can't let 'em steal my joy
See who my niggas is fuckin' with
Heard the whole squad at the beach
Guessin' we'll pull up and shit
We be off the drugs
We be off the dranks
We be off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
Be with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
That shit is nice
Damn
We was off the drugs
We was off the dranks
We was off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
I'm with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
Will you ride or die?
Damn, let me breathe
Damn, let me cook
Damn, give me space
Damn, let me breathe
Damn, let me cook
Damn, family, give me space
Quick to shoot, no Devin Book'
Can't even look me in my face
I was off the dranks
I was off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
I'm with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
That shit is nice
It just don't look like this
If you living carefree then you probably don't look like us
Damn, nigga, let me cook right quick, on the beach
Couple niggas, we was cool and it's just 'bout dusk
Shawty never smoked kush like this
Some fire-ass music playin', grindin' on me
You know I had to push right back, reflex, respect
No suspect shit, came late
Goofy niggas missed the sunset
We ain't even give a fuck, got the Backwoods, though
Dropped those niggas, would've been upset
Only hit it two times 'cause I know that the
Paper's more of her speed she could fuck with
And I like that shit, she don't duck shit, but we was cool
And I said we didn't want smoke, so when the cops popped up
It was Pop Smoke, niggas proceeded to get on that fuck shit
Now I'm worried 'bout dyin' for speaking
My mind, they keep on callin' it tough shit
I ain't do too much, just rough shit
Whole time it really is way too much shit
Playin' that shit right, it's some tough shit
And they know just which one to fuck with
It's just some shit we stuck with
We was off the drugs
We was off the dranks
We was off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
I'm with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
Will you ride or die?
Damn, let me breathe
Damn, let me cook
Damn, family, give me space
So quick to shoot, no Devin Book'
Can't even look me in my face
Can't play it straight, these niggas crooks
They player hate, I'm on my shit
Pulled me over 'bout my whip
Like, "How you get it?"
Bitch, I bought it, took my ticket for the tints
That might not seem too intense
But I ain't whip this in two months
The first day back, they on some shit
I can't let 'em steal my joy
See who my niggas is fuckin' with
Heard the whole squad at the beach
Guessin' we'll pull up and shit
We be off the drugs
We be off the dranks
We be off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
Be with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
That shit is nice
Damn
We was off the drugs
We was off the dranks
We was off the vibes
Got nothin' to hide
I'm with the squad
Don't make me throw it up
She by my side
We bonafide
Will you ride or die?
Damn, let me breathe
Damn, let me cook
Damn, give me space
Damn, let me breathe
Damn, let me cook
Damn, family, give me space
Quick to shoot, no Devin Book'
Can't even look me in my face
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Writer(s): Curtis Eugene Cross, Jayson Jenkins
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