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sayla - f.u.b.u lyrics

[chorus]
take me home; we elevated, yup i’m ready
two tabs in, little numb but steady
better jump than b-mp heads with somebody
want to be good and leave, should i pull a kid cudi?
get muddy on the grind, f-ck it like a f-ck buddy
f.u.b.u till you blow up, become somebody
till’ somebody dump somebody
till’ somebody f-ck and gun somebody

[verse 1]
down by the sinking boat lays a lot of lies that they can’t keep float
half of the boat is still loaded with hope, but we high on dopamine
we were doing dope, i mean…
but between the tokes was a post-serene state of mind we’ve been, was it not?
was it not hot how we hot shopped like we hot shots?
took a shot, what a shock when we got locked
i got love for the beat, got love for the rhyme, got love for the mic but
i got love for the meat, got a love of my life, i got love for the grind sir
i would love to abide sir, but i want my bite sir
you go be like them, you gonna need your fans to know you’re one of a kind, sir?
you’re blind sir

[verse 2]
woke up, didn’t feel alive
slipped and woke up again, popped a 5
high on demand/ stocked up supply
and ice head told me go high or die, f-ck it try (did i?)…
…puff puff on the cloud cloud?
f-ck it, all i know is don’t do it when there’s doubt doubt
f-ck ya godd-mn diggidy dreads boy
you wannabe damian jamaican-lootin
if joe’s gonna be the president, i’m khairy jamaluddin
we google worthy, the guys and the girls they google bout me
dirty like a dude in scuba suit deep-diving in a doo doo derby, these girls won’t do without me, yea twerk mami, please no stiff b-tches like barbie
dumb dumb like jaden learning kung fu when the movie’s name’s karate
kid cudi-level high, floating like ernie’s rubber ducky
junky smelling funky, flip and trip; clouds turn to cotton candy – google that

[outro]
all night/ all night/ all night/all night

- sayla lyrics

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