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young lace - bad bitches & good weed lyrics

[verse]
models in my bed, dreams in my head
visualize what i’m doing so i seen what i said
i’m a fiend for the bread, white, wheat, rye
hustle 24/7, i can sleep when i die
flying outta town, getting high by the pound
bad girl give a n-gga head when i’m down, n-gga
adam, no eve, living how i please
leave a fake n-gga hanging like an apple on a tree
i’m in oklahoma city, kicking it with james
my eyes low, sipping champagne at the game
i love a long flight, i love a long night
and i love a bad girl tryna make a wrong right
look into my eye, tell me what you see
you see a n-gga getting paid, getting money, doin’ me
my eyes stay low, smoke a lot of weed
and i rock a lot of gold but i ain’t talking mr. t
n-gga what? what you want? where you going? where you been?
how you looking out of jail when you dippin’ in a benz
man i’m on, i’m on, i ain’t tryna fall off
and i got the kind of game make a model call off
man i’ve been travelling the world, puffing weed up on that jet
and i just came home from the pen, buying weed from the f-cking night rep
and there’s still stress at home, a whole lot of sh-t that i gotta control
now i’m living that young n-gga life, this whole night so right i don’t wanna grow old
my ice, my swag, got my b-tch in a brand new bag
met this girl in a club last night, hit that twice and i put her in a cab
and that’s wrong but i’m so on, i ain’t got no time to check my phone
no time to write no tapes, n-gga i’m so on n-gga i got next
omg, n-gga i’m gon’ see phd bread n-gga no md
scream for god when i go in deep and i don’t buy nothin’ but o.g
????? i’m on probation, i’m on parole n-gga roll that weed
got stamps and my p-ssport n-gga my location is overseas

- young lace lyrics

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