Palo Santo - stripped
Oh ya, oh ya, yaa, yaa, yaa, oh yaa, oh yaa, ohh
I want the crib to smell like Palo Santo
You smell that aroma everywhere that I go
You know I just touched down in Toronto
Feeling lucky like I won the lotto, oh yaa, oh yaa
You ain't seen me in my new whip
Feeling well just got some new drip
Let the haters fuckin' talk shit
I don't mind I'm rollin
With two girls round my waist, yaa
Ditch the club don't make em wait, yaa
Feeling dizzy feeling faded you already know we made it, yaa
I want the crib to smell like Palo Santo
You smell that aroma everywhere that I go
You know I just touched down in Toronto
Feeling lucky like I won the lotto, oh yaa, oh yaa
Last summer I was sitting poolside in Positano
Then I took the jet to Lake Como
Now I'm eating mushrooms everywhere that I go, I go
I don't mind I'm rollin
With two girls round my waist, yaa
Ditch the club don't make em wait, yaa
Feeling dizzy feeling faded you already know we made it, yaa
I want the crib to smell like Palo Santo
You smell that aroma everywhere that I go
You know I just touched down in Toronto
Feeling lucky like I won the lotto
Oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh yaa
I want the crib to smell like Palo Santo
You smell that aroma everywhere that I go
You know I just touched down in Toronto
Feeling lucky like I won the lotto, oh yaa, oh yaa
You ain't seen me in my new whip
Feeling well just got some new drip
Let the haters fuckin' talk shit
I don't mind I'm rollin
With two girls round my waist, yaa
Ditch the club don't make em wait, yaa
Feeling dizzy feeling faded you already know we made it, yaa
I want the crib to smell like Palo Santo
You smell that aroma everywhere that I go
You know I just touched down in Toronto
Feeling lucky like I won the lotto, oh yaa, oh yaa
Last summer I was sitting poolside in Positano
Then I took the jet to Lake Como
Now I'm eating mushrooms everywhere that I go, I go
I don't mind I'm rollin
With two girls round my waist, yaa
Ditch the club don't make em wait, yaa
Feeling dizzy feeling faded you already know we made it, yaa
I want the crib to smell like Palo Santo
You smell that aroma everywhere that I go
You know I just touched down in Toronto
Feeling lucky like I won the lotto
Oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh ya, oh yaa
Credits
Writer(s): Hunter Bouchard
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