Partner In Crime

Smoking on Armstrong Popeye's Spinach Used to smoke some bush, dry like Popeyes biscuits Going on flights now, I fly quidditch Keep the sticky with me Tell me when you ready Go ahead and hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me, hit me Hit me, hit me, up Baby, it's been way too long Smoking on Armstrong Looking for my Moon Bae Nia Long strokes while we listen to a Blu-ray Fat lip nigga, they saying I'm the new Jay Sipping on Old grapes, like a red Kool-Aid Tomorrow's a new day You can drop it pan me Skinny nigga but nuh worry Cause, baby you could never weigh me down 19 crimes have we spinning 19 crimes have we sinning 19 times We fi link up in the after life 20 wings, extra fries, jealous eyes steaming cabbage up It can really open up your appetite Nah go stop you from singing cause it's an open mic Didn't know you're a plumber, you cleaning out the pipes You smile, me smile You laugh, me laugh, baby you know the vibes Pass me the lighter me need another light And some 19 Crimes Got us going at it for the 19th time I'm not really sure, I think it might be 9 Yes it might be 9 Think it might be 9 Me nuh know 19 Crimes Lock we inna the same cell and we high-key fine But before me cut me affi press rewind Press rewind Press rewind