wifisfuneral - 1 am lyrics
[intro]
and we stopped sippin’ tris’ so it’s back to the wock’ now
so we back to the wock’
we stopped sippin’ tris’ so it’s back to the wock’ now
[verse 1]
yeah, we stopped sippin’ tris’, so we back to that wock’ now
only money orders coming right out my compound
and i pop on that pill and i geek
swear to god, with that purple, i feast
had to smack me away with that leash
in my mind, i just wanted some peace
and i roll wit’ the demons by three
[chorus]
we can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
arch on yo’ back, get on ya knees, ha, f+ck it, you boastin’
i’m on that err, i’m on that e
fast pace, my motion
call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
play wit’ the potion
[verse 2]
fourty+one almond, my wrist lookin’ freeze
and my b+tch by my sidе and she know that i’m tipsy
yeah, i’m livin’ the sweet lifе, but not wit’ the tipton
now i’m hatin’ my life, ’cause this sh+t gettin’ sticky
and you think that i got it, but still, i feel empty
lost sight of my vision, i know you resent me
and i flex on my opps, ’cause this sh+t, it get heavy
this is a plain jane, boy, it get hectic
step on her, i want my bih tall
r.i.p six for a kid, phone
rockin’ that diamond, that p+ss stone
i can’t do drugs, i get p+ssed off
she take that d+ck like a tip on
i slide up in it like sick bones
servin’ that p+ssy like, bit+la+bong
price on ya head, lil bruh, ya gone
yeah, big .40 wit’ a thick shorty and you know how i’m rollin’, d+mn
my lil’ bean like sensu beans, but f+ck it, man, we ain’t goin’, uh
shakin’ nerves when ya next to me, ’cause i’m off the drugs and i’m coastin’
and the pills small like a sesame seed, but this sh+t got me floatin’
[bridge]
and the pills small like a sesame seed, but this— got me floatin’
and the pills small like a—, but it f+ckin’ got me
let’s go
[chorus]
we can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
arch on yo’ back, get on ya knees, ha, f+ck it, you boastin’
i’m on that err, i’m on that e
fast pace, my motion
call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
play wit’ the potion
we can pour four right inside of that two, baby girl, right there, slow motion
arch on yo’ back, get on ya knees, ha, f+ck it, you boastin’
i’m on that err, i’m on that e
fast pace, my motion
call on the dead, then he deceased, uh
play wit’ the potion
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