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​jo – coming down lyrics

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hook – j’o:
purple drank, purple weed
purple drank, purple weed
pour it up, rolling trees
hit my line, what you need
i’m coming down, coming down, coming down from my high (aye)
coming down from the sky (aye)
follow me and come fly (aye)

verse – j’o:
follow me and come fly
don’t ask me if i’m high cause i won’t say a word you can look in my eyes
i’m feeling her thighs, zooted up
latest fashion that’s the newest stuff
f-ck the party bro shoot it up
we’re next up so they’re choosing us
getting fly ain’t new to us, eyes low but i’m watching
little b-tch i got options
she pulled up to the crib gave her kids like she adopting
cause she knows that i’m popping
30 on me, let it go and take you out the pic like i’m cropping
your big homie imma rob him, they like “who is that?”
red eyes, i’m stupid smacked
jolly rancher make it taste better
spilled lean on my bape sweater
shooting sh-t, that’s march madness
got the l imma never p-ss it
head spinning feeling fantastic
click clack, make your man back flip
900 for the left shoe
f-cked her once then forget you
h-lla scratches all on my back, that’s just what the s-x do
lil’ groupie give me neck too – i got just what you need
hennessy or x pills, got molly, lean, got weed like

bridge – j’o:
smokin’ all my weed, smokin’ all my weed
she hates the things i do but she don’t ever leave
smokin’ all my weed, smokin’ all my weed
she hates the things i do but she don’t ever leave
smokin’ all my weed, smokin’ all my weed
she hates the things i do but she don’t ever leave
smokin’ all my weed, smokin’ all my weed
she hates the things i do but she don’t ever leave

hook

verse 2 – jose blvck:
follow me and get high
don’t stop blowing til’ you one with the sky
til’ it’s genjustu when i look into your eyes
fighting feelings you ain’t used to ain’t really wise
i’m with the guys and we running down – rob the plug for a couple pounds
summertime shootouts, you know that we bussin’ out
a couple rounds to your torso make it look like you cutting pounds
n-gg-s switch like they coming out – claim his b-tch but i’ll never tongue it down
buss it out like i own the sh-t, stupid smacked and still rolling spliffs
white widow so crystallized, look like i’m smoking sniff
in the highest of moods, still don’t trust a b-tch
not down with that loving sh-t
all these f-cking hoes switch, press that dusty n-gg- she rolling with
and word to her old n-gg-, aiming at all that gold n-gg-
flipping what i stole n-gg-, hit em’ with that pole n-gg-
til’ that body roll n-gg- – roll n-gg- that’s the goal n-gg-
tommied up wit rolls figures, (i’m still that cold n-gg-)

bridge



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