Drake got the chubs, that be the groovy for me
Gripping it rough, swervin’ the lamb’ with no lease
Come from above, writing it down when i need
I had enough, katanas, they slice when i bleed
Do as you please (yeah!)
You hurting my peace (alright)
Drown in your cheese (uh!)
Blessings on me (on top!)
You heard ’em screech (uh!)
Like we from the streets (you can’t!)
Canada geese (uh!)
Mean nothing to me (yeah)
I’m feeling this right in my lungs
She know what i’m dreaming of
You don’t know nothing ’bout love
Drowning in ice, it got cold
You don’t wanna put it on hold
Can’t afford nothing but gold
{?} is touching the floor
Dream is riding too low
{?} we already at the top
Evеrybody want my place up at the top
I dont got the {?} on mе to go and chop
Anybody’s doing it, then put it on stop
Taking the truth outside, we had enough
This thing is do or die, i had it rough
(yeah!)
I’m pulling up right now
I’d hit you back, but i’m stuck right now (***you can’t***)
I get you gone, gang showing out and its up right now (***gang!***)
Going up with you, i swear i can fly
Gang going up and we all feel the vibe
Yeah, i seem zooted but i swear i’m not high
Pull up with the gang and we going outside
Swear i’m too hot and you can’t get enough
Spent like $10k, made thirty last month
Wifey going crazy, man i swear imma cuff
Vvs {?} in the face, thats tough
If you pass it to me, imma make a hit
Groovy mar$ on the track and you won’t forget
We’ll send out my team and we going gold
And we here for a while, we not getting old, no
Oh no, hit him with the right-left, had them like “woah!”
Take three sips and i can’t no more
Looking for the wall, everything slow-mo
Taking straight fifties right out of the bank
I’m with some hitters, they going insane
Red dot on his head, you know i got that thang
I’m looking like “boy what you said?”
Yeah
Drake got the chubs, that be the groovy for me
Gripping it rough, swervin’ the lamb’ with no lease
Come from above, writing it down when i need
I had enough, katanas, they slice when i bleed
Do as you please (yeah!)
You hurting my peace (alright)
Drown in your cheese (uh!)
Blessings on me (on top!)
You heard ’em screech (uh!)
Like we from the streets (you can’t!)
Canada geese (uh!)
Mean nothing to me (yeah)
Swear i’m too hot and you can’t get enough
Spent like $10k, made thirty last month
Wifey going crazy, man i swear imma cuff
Vvs {?} in the face, thats tough
If you pass it to me, imma make a hit
Groovy mar$ on the track and you won’t forget
We’ll send out my team and we going gold
And we here for a while, we not getting old, no
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