Lyrics
Put on ya light
Put a light inna di air if yuh know clean and yuh team clean
Submissive
It's a wrap, throwbacks, now I chill in the back
Couple racks made a stack in my sleep, look at that
Bitch, I'm still very real, need a mil'
Can I chill? Can I, chill? Can I chill? Uh
Do you mean it? What's the truth? I don't care what you do
'Cause I'm him, that's on me, I won't boast, but it's true
Can we chill? Where you at? Let me tell you how I feel
Which is hell, what's the time? Watch ain't set but it shine
If you real, you would say it, but you don't 'cause you playin'
I don't fuck with that nigga, he was shady to my friend
Hear me say you want it bad, but that don't mean a damn thing
Bitches want a bag and these niggas want a damn chain
Fuck it, I'ma ride, and you can't say nada
Let 'em go, rah-rah, you a joke, ha-ha
'Cause I'm up and you sick, I'm the shit and you pissed
I don't drink cognac, but I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
High as fuck off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit
High as fuck off that shit
Yeah, I'm drunk off that shit, off that
WRITERS
Alexander Anthony Ben-Abdallah, Destin Devon Conrad, Michael Daniel Foster
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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