calamari.mp3

I used to want all the shit that I've got now
Got my pops ridin' 'round with the top down
How I do it, cop up, never cop out
Yeah I'm doing pretty good for a dropout
Life's too short for the bad days
Tryna pop bottles of the champagne
I'm fed up with the fast lane
I'm tryna give shordy my last name
I don't give a fuck but I'm a nympho
I could pay your rent with just my distro
Cryptic but I ain't invest in crypto
Critics always trippin for the info
I could get it lit just like a zippo
Runnin in the shit I never tiptoe
Buggin in the crib I'm off a jimbo
Single, double, trip, I'm makin' thick dough

They want the smoke but they cannot afford it
Plus I've been too busy touring
Good exotic got me soaring
I get the rock and I'm scoring
Wake up to bread in the morning, ah
Look at, I did it again
Ten out of ten out of ten
Smoke on the daily what you couldn't spend
I got my family I don't need new friends
I got some pain in my chest
Cause I've been living with regrets
But I've been giving it my best shot
Gotta see what happens next, ha
Gotta keep on stacking decks, like
Monopoly collect a check
I'm probably the one to bet on
Shit bounce off of me like teflon
Eatin' calamri at the restaurant
So I'm good
Doing everything I should
Doin shit just like I said I would
I know I did everything I could



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Chiappinelli
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