BLUEWAVs
It's only 2 today so we can chill and roll it up
I love the life we live it's never boring, Regular
We always vibing we connected on the cellular
She looking pretty like a planetary nebula
When I got you in my life it seems to level up
We always fucking never fighting over petty stuff
Yea
That's the real shit, Ideal shit
The girl I can feel with
She's so damn surreal I might kneel, Shit
If somebody come fuck with i'd kill shit
That's a big dog stomp like Shaquille's shit
She's a real bitch
Like no shit you've never heard of this
Someone said there's no such thing as perfect hasn't heard of this
I like to chill in the city where most of these other rappers couldn't get me
I like to smoke in a hot boxed whip in November baby, When it's chilly
Me and the Brodie we smoking the OZ Got nothing to do but we busy
I'm passing the shit, we get gassed in this bitch on the marijuana, On the sticky
I'm getting high today
Smoking the pack you can smell from a mile away
Chilling with homies I can't keep the smile away
The smile away
Nah I cant keep the smile away
The smile away
Cause i'm getting high today
Chilling with my lady we just getting by today
So much smoke we can't keep the smile away
The smile away, Yeah baby
Can't keep the smile away
The smile away, Yeah baby
Shawty knows imma base head
I was chilling on the north side of ATL getting wasted
Making music on the blue mic, On the cheap shit, on the basic
Making friends to get placements, Never did I get placed then
Still working imma make hits
I can feel it, I can taste this
I put in my time, I'm putting my days in
I'm putting my time, I'm putting my days in
But I like to chill in the city where most of these other rappers couldn't get me
I like to smoke in a hot boxed whip in November baby, When it's chilly
Me and the Brodie we smoking the OZ Got nothing to do but we busy
I'm passing the shit, we get gassed in this bitch on the marijuana, on the sticky
We whipping the Yukon's down to Tucson
Freestyle to the groove son
Weed sticky like glue Mon
This the new dawn, Give you something you to chew on yeah
Like hubba bubba but the blue one, But the blue one yeah
But i'm getting high today
Smoking my pack you can smell from a mile away
Me and my homies we can't keep the smile away, The smile away, No no
Can't keep the smile away, The smile away no more
I love the life we live it's never boring, Regular
We always vibing we connected on the cellular
She looking pretty like a planetary nebula
When I got you in my life it seems to level up
We always fucking never fighting over petty stuff
Yea
That's the real shit, Ideal shit
The girl I can feel with
She's so damn surreal I might kneel, Shit
If somebody come fuck with i'd kill shit
That's a big dog stomp like Shaquille's shit
She's a real bitch
Like no shit you've never heard of this
Someone said there's no such thing as perfect hasn't heard of this
I like to chill in the city where most of these other rappers couldn't get me
I like to smoke in a hot boxed whip in November baby, When it's chilly
Me and the Brodie we smoking the OZ Got nothing to do but we busy
I'm passing the shit, we get gassed in this bitch on the marijuana, On the sticky
I'm getting high today
Smoking the pack you can smell from a mile away
Chilling with homies I can't keep the smile away
The smile away
Nah I cant keep the smile away
The smile away
Cause i'm getting high today
Chilling with my lady we just getting by today
So much smoke we can't keep the smile away
The smile away, Yeah baby
Can't keep the smile away
The smile away, Yeah baby
Shawty knows imma base head
I was chilling on the north side of ATL getting wasted
Making music on the blue mic, On the cheap shit, on the basic
Making friends to get placements, Never did I get placed then
Still working imma make hits
I can feel it, I can taste this
I put in my time, I'm putting my days in
I'm putting my time, I'm putting my days in
But I like to chill in the city where most of these other rappers couldn't get me
I like to smoke in a hot boxed whip in November baby, When it's chilly
Me and the Brodie we smoking the OZ Got nothing to do but we busy
I'm passing the shit, we get gassed in this bitch on the marijuana, on the sticky
We whipping the Yukon's down to Tucson
Freestyle to the groove son
Weed sticky like glue Mon
This the new dawn, Give you something you to chew on yeah
Like hubba bubba but the blue one, But the blue one yeah
But i'm getting high today
Smoking my pack you can smell from a mile away
Me and my homies we can't keep the smile away, The smile away, No no
Can't keep the smile away, The smile away no more
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