Note

Huh
Tryna get buzzed right now
Huh Ya digg
Get my nic rips in
Huh ya digg
Write what you know
Write with ya
Whatchu know bout Note?
Whachu, Yeah
Note

Get your motherfucking blues
Leave that hoe alone
Yeah go touch the road
Fuck it sell your soul
She just pull bust it down
And she bust it low
She in luv with note
She pop out to my shows
(Yeah)
And she pop that fucking pussy
(Note)
Like its clockwork
I can't let her go
Yeah she got a man
But he'll never know
On my tongue a couple xans
I'm about to float
Come link me I'm about to land
What you know bout Note?
(Note)

Off that fucking molly
Pop these pills I got that pac
Smells like someone farted
To my mamma and my dad
Know I'm fucking sorry
Sorry that I live this life
This rockstar life regardless
Livin fast smokin' gas
It got me retarded
Baby let's just take it back
Right back where we started
(Note)
In the 80 MIA
Wearing all this prada
From New York Right To LA

Get your motherfucking blues
Leave that hoe alone
Yeah go touch the road
Fuck it sell your soul
She just pull bust it down
And she bust it low
She in luv with note
She pop out to my shows
(Yeah)
And she pop that fucking pussy
(Note)
Like its clockwork
I can't let her go
Yeah she got a man
But he'll never know
On my tongue a couple xans
I'm about to float
Come link me I'm about to land
(Note)

Get your motherfucking blues
Leave that hoe alone
Yeah go touch the road
Fuck it sell your soul
She just pull bust it down
And she bust it low
She in luv with note
She pop out to my shows
(Yeah)
And she pop that fucking pussy
(Note)
Like its clockwork
I can't let her go
Yeah she got a man
But he'll never know
On my tongue a couple xans
I'm about to float
Come link me I'm about to land
What you know bout Note?
(Note)



Credits
Writer(s): Christian Harwood
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