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jas the producer - floating, pt. 1 lyrics

(intro: jas the producer)
it’s gon’ be a long summer
36 nights, 30 days, and it’s fake, boy
can’t take this sh+t no more, guys
hit the gas, blow that sh+t out the window, motherf+cker
yeah, get money, yeah, yeah, yeah
they ain’t never gonna f+ck with me dog, it’s all good
aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah, yeah

(verse 1: jas the producer)
when i be sitting in her arms i just f+cking melt
they said i needed therapy but i ain’t getting help
drive alonе for the day just to clear my mind
i wanna live, but i’ll nеver know the first step
i’m swimmin in in the sea
i’m runnin up a mil’
she ain’t even know i’m there, that’s a real feel
i pray this sh+t a dream
pray this sh+t ain’t real
got a meeting with the devil, we gon’ catch a deal
you really wanna shed a tear before the night’s over
ain’t n0body got my back but yall be on my shoulders
whole world spin around but i be sitting, sober
i’m a rockstar wit it, rollin with my bowler
hitting 4 stems, like the leaves up on my clover
you got the rock in the pipe, well i be smoking boulders
boy she giving more brain than an organ donor
they just burn me at the stake until it’s said and over
(hook: jas the producer)
floating to the sky in my bubble and you can’t go
riding round town with my motherf+cking draco
sip+sip drank and it’s sweet like a mango
float+fl+fl+fl+fl+fl+flfloat dog
floating to the sky in my bubble and you can’t go
riding round town with my motherf+cking draco
sip+sip drank and it’s sweet like a mango
float+fl+fl+fl+fl+fl+flfloat dog

(verse 2: korban baxter)
floating in the back seat
puffing on the gas, man
driving on the highway
foggy in my eyelids
suffer in the past tense
drinking til i’m f+ckin numb
we all f+ck ups, we the kids of america
let me sit by the beach, soaking in the sun
but if your ass get breaked you couldn’t f+ckin run
i been sitting in the same old suv
riding round wit my same old sob’s (that’s my crew)
never switching up, even though we got some problems
we part til we’re f+cked up
this the tales of a kid that never found his place
thinking bout the high life, but never got that fade
looking at the tv, thinking that’s the way
but i’m floating in the couds now, dreaming bout the days
floating in the sky now with my eyes closed but when i wake up out my dreams i’m stuck sitting in the cold
(hook: jas the producer)
floating to the sky in my bubble and you can’t go
riding round town with my motherf+cking draco
sip+sip drank and it’s sweet like a mango
float+fl+fl+fl+fl+fl+flfloat dog
floating to the sky in my bubble and you can’t go
riding round town with my motherf+cking draco
sip+sip drank and it’s sweet like a mango
float+fl+fl+fl+fl+fl+flfloat dog

- jas the producer lyrics

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