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You know I'm tryna chill with you You know you tryna chill with me Tryna fuck a pill with me, so baby why you playin' At time I wanna stay with you Sip this purple pint with you I'm rolling up this dank with you, so ain't no time to wait At time it seems good with me You tryna hit my ho with me You gon' roll this one with me, so baby why you playin' You know I'm tryna chill with you I know you tryna chill with me You know I'm tryna bail with you, so ain't no time to wait Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, what the fuck you think Purple drank, blowing purple stank, I don't smoke no cheap California loud in my position, ain't no smoke for free You could be a nigga next to kin, I'm still charging at em Any bitch you ain't my bitch, I'm robbing em I'm just tryna count my money, smoke my weed up While I'm gettin' head, blowin' gas, kick my feet up All these hoes thirsty, they need a cactus Bend that ass over, put your face in my mattress While I lone stroke, the pussy hold These bitches think that, they pussy gold Sexy ass bitch, but you know that I don't trust I just blew a blunt with her, and then I fucked her Niggas like to catch charges over bitches But I ain't here wishing getting to the trippas I ain't from L.A, but I ball like the Clippers You know I'm tryna chill with you You know you tryna chill with me Tryna fuck a pill with me, so baby why you playin' At time I wanna stay with you Sip this purple pint with you I'm rolling up this dank with you, so ain't no time to wait At time it seems good with me You tryna hit my ho with me You gon' roll this one with me, so baby why you playin' You know I'm tryna chill with you I know you tryna chill with me You know I'm tryna bail with you, so ain't no time to wait Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, what the fuck you think She, the roller The girls been bowling 10 door, we control her She a bird, fuck and suck gluce I tap on her head like its duck duck goose I bagged her in the pickup, now she net I don't pick up I just fucked that's a fact, I'm like a 2 strap prada no strings attached Baby I don't feel no feelings, only in yo mouth I can feel yo feelings Convertible got a illin' Sky is the limit, I can drop the ceiling She said I'm acting funny You see this Rolex, time is money Later on I get into her Put it onto her tongue, I check her temperature You know I'm tryna chill with you You know you tryna chill with me Tryna fuck a pill with me, so baby why you playin' At time I wanna stay with you Sip this purple pint with you I'm rolling up this dank with you, so ain't no time to wait At time it seems good with me You tryna hit my ho with me You gon' roll this one with me, so baby why you playin' You know I'm tryna chill with you I know you tryna chill with me You know I'm tryna bail with you, so ain't no time to wait Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, rollin', rollin' dank Rollin' dank, sippin' purple pint, what the fuck you think
Writer(s): Patrick Earl Houston, Willie Maxwell Ii, Casey Ryan Mcmillan, Quentin R. Shemwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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