Drink & Smoke (feat. Miles B.)
All of my good memories, you were there with me
If I had a felony, you would stand by me
Remember that melody? The moves in the dance hall?
You miss what I used to do? Pick the phone and call
Drink, smoke that's all I wanna do, wanna get lit with you
Let's drink, smoke that's all we gotta do
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
Baby
We were young but not dumb
Merciful cuz you got heart
I gotta play my part
No one knows what you've lived through, pitiful
Nah it's not, cos we all need some hidden truths
So what, if you're leaving some freaking clues
You can call me anytime when you feel the blues
When we're 2 on, you be gettin' tipsy
And when I kiss you, I can taste your lipstick
Getting closer, I can hear you breathing
My golden necklace? Baby it's a free bling
She is my barbie so I dress her like a salad
Another single here like I'm DJ Khaled
She is on a diet eating celery, kale, and shallots
A girl of habits, a girl of many talents
Remember that melody? The moves in the dance hall?
You miss what I used to do, pick the phone and call
Drink, smoke that's all I wanna do, wanna get lit with you
Let's drink, smoke that's all we gotta do
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
Indica
I might roll and smoke some
Til nightfall comes upon us
I worked hard to gain your trust
You know I care about you babygirl
No one knows, my mom used to call me reckless
Now I flipped it up, X and Y-axis
Everybody is now asking what my next is
Proly a Rari', I am not about that Lexus
IRS on me like I haven't paid my taxes
She is trapped, the clock's ticking for my exes
She'll be clapping, tanning, yapping while they text us
I am strapped, Glocks on me I'm from Texas
Callin me sexist, like I'm flexing
Got on my British shit, calling my Brexit
This that trap shit, why don't you clap shit
More on the way I gotta gain more traction
Remember that melody? The moves in the dance hall?
You miss what I used to do, pick the phone and call
Drink, smoke that's all I wanna do, wanna get lit with you
Let's drink, smoke that's all we gotta do
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
Yuh
Haza
I wanna be 2 on
Let's drink, let's smoke
Let's drink, let's smoke baby
If I had a felony, you would stand by me
Remember that melody? The moves in the dance hall?
You miss what I used to do? Pick the phone and call
Drink, smoke that's all I wanna do, wanna get lit with you
Let's drink, smoke that's all we gotta do
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
Baby
We were young but not dumb
Merciful cuz you got heart
I gotta play my part
No one knows what you've lived through, pitiful
Nah it's not, cos we all need some hidden truths
So what, if you're leaving some freaking clues
You can call me anytime when you feel the blues
When we're 2 on, you be gettin' tipsy
And when I kiss you, I can taste your lipstick
Getting closer, I can hear you breathing
My golden necklace? Baby it's a free bling
She is my barbie so I dress her like a salad
Another single here like I'm DJ Khaled
She is on a diet eating celery, kale, and shallots
A girl of habits, a girl of many talents
Remember that melody? The moves in the dance hall?
You miss what I used to do, pick the phone and call
Drink, smoke that's all I wanna do, wanna get lit with you
Let's drink, smoke that's all we gotta do
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
Indica
I might roll and smoke some
Til nightfall comes upon us
I worked hard to gain your trust
You know I care about you babygirl
No one knows, my mom used to call me reckless
Now I flipped it up, X and Y-axis
Everybody is now asking what my next is
Proly a Rari', I am not about that Lexus
IRS on me like I haven't paid my taxes
She is trapped, the clock's ticking for my exes
She'll be clapping, tanning, yapping while they text us
I am strapped, Glocks on me I'm from Texas
Callin me sexist, like I'm flexing
Got on my British shit, calling my Brexit
This that trap shit, why don't you clap shit
More on the way I gotta gain more traction
Remember that melody? The moves in the dance hall?
You miss what I used to do, pick the phone and call
Drink, smoke that's all I wanna do, wanna get lit with you
Let's drink, smoke that's all we gotta do
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
I wanna be 2 on, 2 on, 2 on
Yuh
Haza
I wanna be 2 on
Let's drink, let's smoke
Let's drink, let's smoke baby
Credits
Writer(s): Erhan Ozcan
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