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1up tee & the smokers club - zoned out lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
what you? what you? what you on?
what i’m, what i’m on
ayy

[verse]
i’m off an eighth of titty milk, b+tch, i’m zoned out (uh)
ain’t gotta get around no n+gga, got my own clout (for real)
smart n+gga, keep my eyes open with a closed mouth (shh)
she suckin’ d+ck like it’s her last meal, i told her, “slow down” (slow down)
what you off? you off a perc and drank lookin’ stupid (yeah)
flip around and f+ck her from the front, that p+ssy pootin’
oh, your boyfriend buy you lululemon, should be louis (should)
i don’t like to be around these guys, they could be goofies (nah, for real)
these days, i’m rockin’ white lows, i used to shovel snow
my youngin slow, like he f+ckin’ hoes, he be tryna bust a pole (ha)
keep me close, i might take off like some summer clothes (yeah)
only if that one b+tch kept it real, sh+t, f+ck it, though (f+ck it)
my old b+tches keep on comin’ back up like vomit (yeah)
i can’t go back to bein’ sad and exhausted (what?)
i put on that sh+t that you can’t grab out the closet
you bad as f+ck if i can still see that ass in them joggers
type of b+tch that when she twerk, she gotta pull her skirt down (skirt)
i was bad, i used to slide on b+tches in the church house (in the church)
i was that kid that never talked, look how i turned out
b+tches like to bop it, pull it, twist it when they slurp now
tee, you ’round this b+tch actin’ crazy, what you on? (what you on?)
stop postin’ that, i do not give a f+ck ’bout what you bought (’bout what you bought)
most of my n+ggas kept it real, i got a couple flawed (couple)
know you never heard this sh+t before, this that upper talk, huh (nah, for real)
this that good talk, b+tch, i’m with sean mula (yeah)
all the sh+t that n+ggas say that they can’t do, i’ll do it
you hear these n+ggas talk that real sh+t, that’s my movement (that’s me)
he trickin’ on these b+tches, red nose and clown suit him (yeah)
i’m so turnt, if i walk in and then walk out, the party ended (yeah)
dog sh+t in carti’ lenses, so many karats, garden pick it
couldn’t ever play the game because my heart was in it (yeah)
now when people do me wrong, sh+t, i hardly feel it (i don’t feel it)
[outro]
i don’t feel it
that’s hard

- 1up tee the smokers club lyrics

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