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belly - barely sober lyrics

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[hook: belly]
trip, tripping with the money in the sofa
all i smoke is loud, she get high off my aroma
my whole squad we the brand new cosa nostra
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)

[verse 1: belly]
told her stay and listen, you can pay attention
you can say it’s tripping just to pay tuition
you can say you’re different, that don’t make a difference
just like all the b-tches i know
won’t catch me slipping, i’m just syrup sipping
i don’t pose for pictures, i’m just being different
i’m too real with it but you’re always tripping
just like all the b-tches i know

[refrain: belly]
vibe, i think i’m catching a vibe with you
vibe, i think i’m catching a vibe with you
vibe, i think i’m catching a vibe with you
slide, i might just pull up and slide with you

[hook: belly]
trip, tripping with the money in the sofa
all i smoke is loud, she get high off my aroma
my whole squad we the brand new cosa nostra
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)

[verse 2: lil wayne]
i ain’t never sober, codeine in the soda
kush from california, c-ke across the border
drugs get imported, love ain’t important
these n-gg-s ain’t important
these n-gg-s ain’t my whodies
i got baggies baggies baggies
she got a fatty and it’s tatted
i got a habit and it’s tragic
but f-ck it, if i die i’m high i’m happy
omg it’s tunechi lee, i sip, i drink
pop two, pop three
and just be free and just be me
they will critique i just keep keep
i’m pouring up and slowing down
we going up, it’s going down
we throwing up because you know that more than enough is never enough
we pour a little more in her cup and measure it for what
and these b-tches already know we setting them up
gotta b-mp it like some motherf-ckin’ exzema b-mps
they neck and they puss
my goons say they’re checkin’ the chumps
and when it comes to drugs never give up
young mulah!

[hook: belly]
trip, tripping with the money in the sofa
all i smoke is loud, she get high off my aroma
my whole squad we the brand new cosa nostra
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)
oh my god b-tch, we barely ever sober (oh my god)

[refrain: belly]
vibe, i think i’m catching a vibe with you
vibe, i think i’m catching a vibe with you
vibe, i think i’m catching a vibe with you
slide, i might just pull up and slide with you



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