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sweats. - eiffel. lyrics

[intro: sweats]
i like drugs yeah, i like drugs yeah, -laughs-
nah, man, i’m just playin’
w-ssup girl, tryna chill?
i’m just tryna chill tonight, that’s it
no, i’m just tryna smoke and kick it
check out this song i made real quick, aight?
listen

[hook: bobby]
chillin’ with the folk, all these n-ggas tryna toke
so we smoking on some sour, feeling nice, got the power
as we all start to devour, the beautiful flower
n-ggas hating, we get higher, higher than the eiffel
eiffel, higher than the eiffel
ei-eifeel, higher than the eiffel x2

[verse 1: sweats]
ask me the clique, and i’ll tell you it’s cake
f-ck with my boys, and i’ll tell you your fate
think he tough, then i’ll tell it to his face
n-ggas startin’ sh-t cause they just wanna hate
tryna make sure that my money is right
not tryna f-ck, i’m just tryna get high
night lookin’ young and we tryna get drunk
f-ck lyrics, i do this sh-t for the fun
i’m chillin’ at a party with some pretty white girls
and they’re pretty white-girl, and they’re pretty high, girls
in the bathroom doin’ pretty white hurls, drunk
off of three beers, yeah they’re pretty light girls
havin’ a blast with this ho by me
don’t do lean, but she’s gettin’ throwed by me
talkin’ that sh-t, she’s so c-cky
stop talkin’ when she felt ocho slide deep
yeah, i know i’m lame, but these other n-ggas lamer
watchin’ white girls pop addys like gamers
b-tches is thirsty, and i’m tryna cater, and
if she start wildin’, i strap up and tame her
vans on my feet, i don’t f-ck with chuck taylors
tastin’ the sour with vanilla flavors
not tryna hit it, i’m just tryna kick it, but
if you is with it, then baby, i’m with it
blunt on my lips with my foot on the gas
don’t mind police, we just zoomin’ right past
sweatta gang sarge, i’m sleepin’ in cl-ss, and
after my homework, get high off my -ss
where i be at? with bob, frank, and noonan
aka folk gang, they be the crewmen
money and honeys is what i’m pursuin’
you either folk gang, you’re tied, or you’re losin’

[hook]

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