Years

Yeah
I just copped a jag yeah, i'm whipping it
Fuck your bitch yeah, i'm seeing it
If you want the smoke come and get it then
I just drank a cup and yeah i'm feeling it
I don't know what to say, i'm getting lit
If you hang with me then you getting lit
I'm just turning up yeah, i'm getting lit
You just like a baby you throw a fit
Fuck up off my line, I don't like that shit
Hanging with my crew, i'm like uh oh shoot
I just pull up in a drop top, shoot ooh i'm feeling it
Had to switch the flow and shoot ooh i'm getting it
Told you not to do it, you did it anyway
Don't talk to me, we not cool anyway

Yeah, last year was bad, this year is worse
How the fuck did this shit happen it don't make no sense
Hop off my line with that shit
Fuck on bitch



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Writer(s): Carter Morris
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