Puffy

Chipping up
Still sipping up
From the lil plates to the bigger trunks
Had to call it off now its kitted up
You can have my last dawg thats how I give it up
Numbers flipping out
Double digits huh
Momma aint proud but its money in it huh
Top stay down when its sunny in it huh
Baby don't smoke but just like JLo she gone take a puff

These backwoods really smacking
Rolling out the zipper have yo tender come and grab it
Soon as it touch my hands its MIA man that shit Magic
I be out the way under a 8 then come and grab it
Count another face to the safe imma addict
She gotta nice waist so yo bae imma smash
Wings on my jeans and Marcelo did the jacket
Pockets blue pink and green so you know a nigga stacking
So you know it aint no lacking
Got it out the mud ran it up and over lapped em
You was just Ot upping sleeves bro what happened
Imma slap them faces on them deez and make sure them bitches scanning
Prolly with yo bitch for the night
Rolling woods back to back cuz this liq for me right
And I just seen the flick at the light
Me and wood back to back behind tint getting high

Chipping up
Still sipping up
From the lil plates to the bigger trunks
Had to call it off now its kitted up
You can have my last dawg that's how I give it up
Numbers flipping out
Double digits huh
Momma aint proud but its money in it huh
Top stay down when its sunny in it huh
Baby don't smoke but just like JLo she gone take a puff



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Writer(s): Khaalib Raheem
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