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f.y.mob - exquisite lyrics

[hook:pierre]
sitting back with my feet up
like a boss
gotta pocket full of reefer
finna get lit
you don’t wanna miss this

this is that exquisite 3x

sitting back with my feet up
like a boss
gotta pocket full of reefer
finna get lit
you don’t wanna miss this
this is that equisite 3x

[verse1:rolo]
exquisite in my blunt make a f-ck n-gga hush
cause its that loud, way too high can’t come down
wanna f-ck with me better bring yo plane ticket
if you ain’t got it n-gga you can’t hit it
all my n-ggas they love to get high, f-ckin all these b-tches
telling hoes lies, when i sober up i just tell them i was high so don’t be mad at my lies
it’s so evil how sour diesel make me rock the mic like bennie segal
n-gga i smoke i don’t have no reason, roll it, smoke it, love it, burn it
kinda like you had it sitting in the oven not quite though
kush got more colors than a rainbow
everybody know, that rolo got good smoke
like a forest fire, except this one starts with a lighter
n-ggas say they high, im getting higher
n-gga said he ball but the boy’s a lair
shorty got high & showed me she’s a biter
i’an even tripping cause a freak’s required
if smoking was my job i’d never retire
cause i keep that exquisite
my chill -ss n-ggas be chilling
my smoking -ss n-ggas be smoking
but none of my n-ggas be choking
but all these hoes be hoeing
so i tapped that like a loud pack
don’t touch that, you’ll get smacked
my n-ggas got big gats
so any beef they handle that
don’t got time for that
i’m to high for that..

[hook:pierre]
sitting back with my feet up
like a boss
gotta pocket full of reefer
finna get lit
you don’t wanna miss this

this is that equisite 3x

sitting back with my feet up
like a boss
gotta pocket full of reefer
finna get lit
you don’t wanna miss this
this is that equisite 3x

[verse2:pierre
kicked back with my feet up
all my n-ggas around me, better ease up
yo i’m finna come through
n-gga turn up
and i got a few blunts we can burn up
n-gga can’t lie i’m kinda lifted
3 0 3 that exquisite
if you haven’t tried this then you missing,out on this flame n-gga hit this..
that mob bumping through your speakers
so if you f-ckin with our sh-t you better tweet us
in about 2 years n-ggas can’t reach us
catch in cali chillin smoker reefer
all this gold make you have a seizure
got a bad b-tch, she on her knees bruh
makin me never ever wanna leave her
but i ain’t even gonna front ima have to leave her, yes
all my n-ggas be packing
& all my n-ggas stay toking
none of my n-ggas be rollin
cause we don’t f-ck with those pills
all my n-ggas is trill
g.38 ro toting that steel
you a f-ck n-gga just stay still
that mob we in for the k!ll
and all these house hoes they wanna f-ck me
cause i’m bout to get a deal
& these hoes don’t really love me
yes i know that they ain’t real
so i smash no cuffin
these are top notch hoes that were f-ckin
tryna turn nothing into something
everything is what we runnin

- f y mob lyrics

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