Stank On Me
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
It's sad to see
I'd rather be
On the road, on tour
Off a bean
Or off the lean, In Celine
With bad b's, in the scene
I feel SPRME
Hold up, listen, picture this
Wake up, got to cop some drip
Got a bottle and some spliffs
On the way I take my hits
Go underground and hit the tube
By this time I've had two doobies
Stinking up the carriage, dank going stupid
Strangers looking at me
What? Sue me
Couples girls grinning at me like groupies
You would think they ain't never smelt cookie
Oh wait, this my stop
Music bumping I don't wanna walk
So God dang high I might diddy bop
To the shops, walk in the mall and float to the top
Glide through the crowd like I'm on blades
I wouldn't feel like this off the haze
I did not come here to behave
But don't get it twisted I'm here to stay
Ferno you know I stay ever blazed
Ever blazed, ever blazed
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
It's sad to see yeah
They're looking for me yeah
Follow the aroma
No this ain't amnesia
Never woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up blowing on some reefer
Young nigga from the seventeen
I'm on Philly posted up with Reepa
My old how's ain't picture this
I took the stairs they took the lift
Mo Farrah to that mil ticket
Took some pre-rolls for the trip
This cookie no this ain't no amnesia
I didn't pass it now she mad at me
Call my partner tell him bag a Z
Got selections here's a magazine
Mercedes coupe tell her pass the key
Three liter sport you ain't catching me
See ya mate
Make a wish I got wedding cake
So high I feel like I'm at heavens gates
Crop need a moisture it need a spray
My young nigga pull up and do the place
My dawg had the drugs in a suitcase
Pray I make it before he get out that place
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
It's sad to see
I'd rather be
On the road, on tour
Off a bean
Or off the lean, In Celine
With bad b's, in the scene
I feel SPRME
Hold up, listen, picture this
Wake up, got to cop some drip
Got a bottle and some spliffs
On the way I take my hits
Go underground and hit the tube
By this time I've had two doobies
Stinking up the carriage, dank going stupid
Strangers looking at me
What? Sue me
Couples girls grinning at me like groupies
You would think they ain't never smelt cookie
Oh wait, this my stop
Music bumping I don't wanna walk
So God dang high I might diddy bop
To the shops, walk in the mall and float to the top
Glide through the crowd like I'm on blades
I wouldn't feel like this off the haze
I did not come here to behave
But don't get it twisted I'm here to stay
Ferno you know I stay ever blazed
Ever blazed, ever blazed
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
It's sad to see yeah
They're looking for me yeah
Follow the aroma
No this ain't amnesia
Never woke up in a new Bugatti
I woke up blowing on some reefer
Young nigga from the seventeen
I'm on Philly posted up with Reepa
My old how's ain't picture this
I took the stairs they took the lift
Mo Farrah to that mil ticket
Took some pre-rolls for the trip
This cookie no this ain't no amnesia
I didn't pass it now she mad at me
Call my partner tell him bag a Z
Got selections here's a magazine
Mercedes coupe tell her pass the key
Three liter sport you ain't catching me
See ya mate
Make a wish I got wedding cake
So high I feel like I'm at heavens gates
Crop need a moisture it need a spray
My young nigga pull up and do the place
My dawg had the drugs in a suitcase
Pray I make it before he get out that place
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weekend to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Credits
Writer(s): Olasubomi Taiwo
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