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Invite me over when we smoking hella blunts
She said, "I don't like your music but I do fuck with your clothes"
When you fucking with me, you know how we roll
Get ready to enter the relax zone
Running bans like a track meet (Track meet)
And I'm taking lil shawty to the back seat (To the back seat)
I got stamina, nigga I'm an athlete (Fucking athlete)
And I'm fucking on your hoe, why you mad G? (Why you mad G?)
And we coming down of the blunts (Of the blunts)
But we finna re up sum Runtz (Sum Runtz)
And your bitch feeling me, she got a hunch (Got a hunch)
Finna eat on the pussy like lunch
Versace my cologne mix with the smell of all this dope
She said "Daddy I'm all yours" in a different type of moan
Your girl be pulling to the crib, and she be blowing up my phone
She might tell you that she's loyal but she's giving hella throat
Hold on
And I don't even mean to disrespect
I'm Pulling up with little glockies, baby i come correct
She's smoking on that big loud, she feeling the effect
We don't talk about the richest, that shit just reflect
Invite me over when we smoking hella blunts
She said, "I don't like your music but I do fuck with your clothes"
When you fucking with me, you know how we roll
Get ready to enter the relax zone
Not sleeping 3 day not an addy is talking (Wtf?)
Niggas act unusual so we gon get to popping (Pow, pow)
Hit do you and your bro now these fucking bodys dropping (Yuh)
We not with the drive-bys we just finished walk it (Where yall niggas?)
Man I'm just capping for this fucking rhymes
Don't believe me if I say I'm down to do sum lines
Put her out rotation I got about 5 other dimes (Dimes)
I ain't never gonna fold I put that on my slimes
Invite me over and we smoking hella blunts
Baby girl got nice face, tits, booty and toes (Damm)
I ain't even gonna lie girl you fine as fuck
But I'm just tryna get high with my vros
Ahora camino todo lleno de balenciagas (Yuh)
Papi ya tú sabes que soy la nueva saga (Yah)
Con el rifle full de MAGA (Tu-tu-tu)
No me venga con ninguna paja
Me llama papi al frente del papá (Daddy)
Y la mamá pone una fotos de mi en la neverà
Mi ex me odia, no me puede evitar
Es que me siento parte de la familia
Man I'm just capping for this fucking rhymes (Yuh)
Don't believe me if I say I'm down to do sum lines
Put her out rotation I got about 5 other dimes
I ain't never gonna fold I put that on my slimes
Invite me over when we smoking hella blunts
She said, "I don't like your music but I do fuck with your clothes"
When you fucking with me, you know how we roll
Get ready to enter the relax zone
Writer(s): Alex Ortiz
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