Fortnights Lyrics – Armani White

Fortnights Lyrics by Armani White

Meet in center city for the nightlife
But I was still 19, I was still 19
We smoke bowls in the backyard
And I would tell you my pipe dreams

Like how you scared of heights when
Grew up in the mountains
Daddy ain’t been ’round since
Lunch in the nose bleeds

One trip the groceries
Unzip the proceeds
Light the blunt on the stove when your mom gone
Tell me put my new songs on your iPhone

Now you 25 where the time gone
f#ck it I just wanna smoke…
Call me when you make it in I know you good n#gg#
I might just pull up in a crown I’m still a hood n#gg#

And you ain’t even gotta say I know what’s good witcha
My God, call me when you make it in I know you good n#gg#
I might just pull up in a crown I’m still a hood n#gg#
And you ain’t even gotta say I know what’s good witcha

Call me when you make it in I know you good n#gg#
I might just pull up in a crown I’m still a hood n#gg#
And you ain’t even gotta say I know what’s good witcha
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Armani White Lyrics – Fortnights

Armani White

Fortnights