tana - modern day pablo lyrics
[chorus]
yeah, uh, uh, yea
uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
uh, yeah uh, uh, uh, uh uh
yeah, yea, yea
[verse#tana]
za in a blunt, lean in a cup
shoot up the party gotta whole lotta guns
baddie in my city wasn’t showin love
now they ask for a picture and a hug
if we see that boy in public then it’s up
he had that hoe but that boy not a thug
sipping on triss i can’t sip on no tuss
in trap smoking zaza with my plug
molly, lean, all types of drugs for ya
black, white, we got all types of plugs for ya
dark, light, i got all types of girls on me
modern day pablo i got all the drugs on me
we got h+lla plugs
gotta lil girl showin me love
[?] when i’m the club
g19 on me when i’m the club
no baby mamas but i got lots of sons
we ain’t in a army but we got mad guns
walk in the party and shoot it for fun, uh
just tryna make it number one, yeah
za in a blunt, lean in a cup
shoot up the party gotta whole lotta guns
baddie in my city wasn’t showin love
now they ask for a picture and a hug
if we see that boy in public then it’s up
he had that hoe but that boy not a thug
sipping on triss i can’t sip on no tuss
in trap smoking zaza with my plug
m+molly, lean, all types of drugs for ya
black, white, we got all types of plugs for ya
dark, light, i got all types of girls on me
modern day pablo i got all the drugs on me
[verse#cp]
feel like i’m tony i feel like a poem
i’m off the wock i got drank on the phone
it’s just me and santana just linked up with thug
i got more weed and more work than the plug
i might hop out car with that fa+fa+fa+fa
i got molly on me i got lean i got raws
i just poured up a 3 this is not no sara
this a brand new mclaren i’m choppin the top
[verse#tana&cp]
off of the za think i’m touchin the stars
come cross the gang u get hit with that rod
(boom, boom, boom!), when we hop out the whip
blow out his brain we don’t care who you are
he tried to run he got hit with the flame
got a glock with a switch i don’t bout no aim
he got hit in his top i got blood on my chain
i step out the club i hop in the range
uh, yeah he look like a l!ck
brand new turban it don’t with match the fit
spilled lean on my shoe now i got purple ricks
that ain’t no gas you sir counterfeit
n+ggas ain’t smokin on gas
i was so high i forgot to pass it
i’m in dalia coolin with a bad b+tch
move the wrong way he get stretched like elastic
[verse#tana]
za in a blunt, lean in a cup
shoot up the party gotta whole lotta guns
baddie in my city wasn’t showin love
now they ask for a picture and a hug
if we see that boy in public then it’s up
he had that hoe but that boy not a thug
sipping on triss i can’t sip on no tuss
in trap smoking zaza with my plug
m+molly, lean, all types of drugs for ya
black, white, we got all types of plugs for ya
dark, light, i got all types of girls on me
modern day pablo i got all the drugs on me
[outro]
on me yea, yea, yea
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