90s Babies (feat. Bugus)

All yall turning up, all yall getting fly
All yall having sex, looking for girls who ride
I dont really see me in you mothafuckers
So im not gonna be any of these mothafuckers

All yall turning up, all yall getting fly
All yall having sex, looking for girls who ride
I dont really see me in you mothafuckers
So im not gonna be any of these mothafuckers

From Atlanta but not by the sounds of it
We some dogs, we got some kush, blow a pound of it
Speaking of counting shit, the money's loooong overdue
Speaking of ex bitches, im loooong over you
Money hittin my account, they was hittin up my phone
Hit them all to buy a purse for my mom im feeling love
I blew past all you losers standing looking like dummies
I turned up, got my little sister looking like money (yall got this game fucked up!)

90s baby, baby grew up watching television
But i had a vision now im on the television
I smoke hella weed, but im high with a purpose
Singing like gospel churches
All night laying verses
I tell her to believe, believe in something higher
And we goin' burn one, till we both numb (till we both numb)

When you wake up smelling like roses, let me taste your flower
Im gonna garden all yo seeds, make the sunlight in you shower
Hit the blunt one time its sour
Got some hours i owe the government
For fucking with some broken ass girls who need their mother
Its crazy how you justify bullshit as your day to day
Hindering yourself because your disposition? MAKE A WAY
Even with those crutches you can limp across the finish line
(limp across the finish line...)

All yall turning up, all yall getting fly
All yall having sex, looking for girls who ride
I dont really see me in you mothafuckers
So im not gonna be any of these mothafuckers

All yall turning up, all yall getting fly
All yall having sex, looking for girls who ride
I dont really see me in you mothafuckers
So im not gonna be any of these mothafuckers



Credits
Writer(s): Russell Vitale
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