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arrow santi - insomniak remix lyrics

[verse 1: arrow santi]
uh uh
lifted
im the motherf-ckin greatest
imma straight roll that sh-t
riding to the top, its just me and my clique
aye, i want all the fame, thats how i do biz
thats how i do it!
and thats how it is most people only dream about the life that i live
new strains, new clothes and whips, pretty herb and a b-tch thats fit
ball till i fall, thats it
now i’m walking to the bank with a smile most of ya’ll fake n-ggas just grin
money getting long so the weed still burning, made a bunch and i’m gonna make more that’s for certain
work hard til i drop, make this music till im at the top
my crew has the best bud and more bottles to pop
lifted we will never stop!
never stop! nah! never stop!
lifted never sleeps so we’re at the top
im still gonna smoke weed
lifted blaze all day
im still gonna smoke weed, blow these trees
ahh!

[hook: arrow santi]
and the bong is going to continue to go in rotation…
everybody’s going to smoke…
everybody’s going to get high…
life is going to continue..
lets go

[verse 2: arrow santi]
smoking on green, while your girlfriend sucking
jumping on stage, got the front row bumping
made so much, i could spend a little something
haters in the blogs, middle finger like f-ck em
so many diamonds, i’m jared’s little brother
smoke more than them, thats word to your mother
that dab aroma
kush cologne
p-ss the bong around like a loan
smoke really strong, then you gone
or smoke it to the face and listen to a song
your girl threw her thong
she bad but im moving along, doin her wrong
get your money up and she’ll stay where she belong
instead of being in my room, clearing the bong
me and pat chiefin like cheech and chong

[hook: arrow santi]

[verse 3: arrow santi]
haven’t slept in a week
need more sleep
eyes red, and it’s not from the weed
keep the peace, stay calm, chilled out to the max
but when i hit the booth i’m a beast
air jordans on my feet!
there’s buddha in my belly
bad b-tches hit the telly
main and ex fight like kelly kelly
and i try to hide the loud but it’s way too smelly
got the loud, got the gas like valero or a getty
and i’m pro, all-american like a dodge or a chevy
but i wanna be a bentley
n-ggas hating on me, but in person they so friendly
why is that?
every time i get a few stacks
or can afford a new cadillac
people come looking for sh-t or call me like, “n-gga where you at?!”
where was you when i needed you?
now you left, i got the money and you want me back
nah, i ain’t having that
it’s a wrap

- arrow santi lyrics

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