fifflo – brick walk lyrics
[intro: headband]
yeah, uh, uh
i don’t know
yeah, yeah
got no sleep, what’s good
yeah, uh, uh
+d+mn, benny+
[chorus: headband]
every day i wake i keep that sh+t a hundred
i f+ck her in the back seat, i won’t front it
if she wanna talk, i tell her talk some digits
i be high for days, i be high for minutes
i be out on [?], i be high and trippin’
henny in them cups, all my homies sippin’
shawty caught a vibe, then i’m probably hittin’
and i’m [?], but i f+ck her, mmm mmm
[verse 1: headband]
yeah yeah
i see homies do sh+t for the ‘gram and it’s obvious
i don’t show no fake love, i don’t do no politics
smokin’ by the beach and i’m feelin’ all aquatic+y
they like “is you gettin’ to the bag”, ain’t it obvious
the vacay is fabulous
the bridge so big we just dеcided to cancel, uh
yeah, sh+t just startеd happenin’
now every day is sunday from sunday to sat+rday
[chorus: headband]
yeah
i be high for days, i be high for minutes
i be out on [?], i be high and trippin’
henny in them cups, all my homies sippin’
if shawty caught a vibe, then i’m probably hittin’
shawty caught a vibe, then i’m probably hittin’
[verse 2: defjawn]
i be high for hours, i be high for days
homies hide under umbrellas every time they throwin’ shade
i ain’t sippin’ orange crush, sippin’ on pineapple [?]
i was smokin’ with yo baby now i’m pullin’ on her braids
i’m smokin’ ‘til i can’t
it’s gettin’ hot, she fan the flames
she gon’ keep on talkin’ sweet, got that tongue like sugar cane
said she done f+ckin’ with you ’cause she done f+ckin’ with lames
got my feet up on the dash, more paper, turn the page
got a couple hoes, ain’t ever making claims
only dollars, never change on me
i seen all of ’em change on me
i pulled the plug, cut the cable
now they comin’ back around
turnin’ tables, saw the fake in it
yeah, we gettin’ higher, bigger stakes with me (yeah)
y’all be wearin’ hand+me+downs
i be wearin raf simons, man my sh+t is so astounding (d+mn)
[chorus: headband]
yeah
i be high for days, i be high for minutes
i be out on [?], i be high and trippin’
henny in them cups, all my homies sippin’
if shawty caught a vibe, then i’m probably hittin’
shawty caught a vibe, then i’m probably hittin’
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