10&2
Lately, everything lining up
Roll two blunts, I'm high enough
I can't keep my eyelids up
This patch on me, Stone Island, yeah
Keep me in the loop (yeah)
No, it don't take much (no)
Keep it ten and two (two)
Please don't ever budge (yeah)
Fuck what you listen to
Baby, this your interlude
I could take you out them shoes
Put you in the Bentley coupe, on God
Three hours if I fly
Two more if I drive
Roll up one more time
I won't make it back alive
Lately, everything lining up
Roll two blunts, I'm high enough
I can't keep my eyelids up
This patch on me, Stone Island, yeah
Keep me in the loop (yeah)
No, it don't take much (no)
Keep it ten and two (two)
Please don't ever budge (yeah)
Fuck what you listen to
Baby, this your interlude
I could take you out them shoes
Put you in the Bentley coupe, on God
Three hours if I fly
Two more if I drive
Roll up one more time
I won't make it back alive
I'm better for you than he could be
I'm here for you like no one else
Yeah, I think you know where you should be
Not home alone, right here with me
Fuck what you—
Baby, this your—
I could take you—
Put you in the—
Fuck what you—
Baby, this your—
I could take you out them shoes
Put you in the Bentley coupe, on—
Roll two blunts, I'm high enough
I can't keep my eyelids up
This patch on me, Stone Island, yeah
Keep me in the loop (yeah)
No, it don't take much (no)
Keep it ten and two (two)
Please don't ever budge (yeah)
Fuck what you listen to
Baby, this your interlude
I could take you out them shoes
Put you in the Bentley coupe, on God
Three hours if I fly
Two more if I drive
Roll up one more time
I won't make it back alive
Lately, everything lining up
Roll two blunts, I'm high enough
I can't keep my eyelids up
This patch on me, Stone Island, yeah
Keep me in the loop (yeah)
No, it don't take much (no)
Keep it ten and two (two)
Please don't ever budge (yeah)
Fuck what you listen to
Baby, this your interlude
I could take you out them shoes
Put you in the Bentley coupe, on God
Three hours if I fly
Two more if I drive
Roll up one more time
I won't make it back alive
I'm better for you than he could be
I'm here for you like no one else
Yeah, I think you know where you should be
Not home alone, right here with me
Fuck what you—
Baby, this your—
I could take you—
Put you in the—
Fuck what you—
Baby, this your—
I could take you out them shoes
Put you in the Bentley coupe, on—
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