05 Mac - Too lit to di3

Making moves, chilling, smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chilling, smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chilling, smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chilling, smoking in a Stu
Shit has never made sense, like, I'm broke
Seen a lot of things, so don't mind me
when you see me blowing green smoke
All y'all really jokes, I'm taking notes
Homies, get the blunt smoke
Rest of y'all, get the gun smoke
Let it blow
Bitches gon' be bitches, but I still love them hoes
Love perfect art, let's see where Vince won't go
Dead under them clothes, drop your panties to the floor
Do some shit I never seen before
Rollie on my feet, gotta watch my step
You ain't what you say, clickbait internet
You a little pet, I'm a vet, say it's up
That's a bet
Every time I shoot my shot, curry's going in
Eyes blurry, two liter, sizzle purple tint
You ain't ever been behind bars
except for these metaphor and synonym
I don't take L's when I fall in love, it's over
Seen a lot of shit, so I hate being sober
Never lift my mask up like 31st October
Fuck a bad bitch and after, like I don't know her
Like I don't know her
Fuck a bad bitch and after, like I don't know her
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Early in the morning, I gotta get to the bag
The early bird gets the worm
you know I'm sticking to the plan
Ain't shit changing after I get this money
Ain't acting funny, ain't switching for no honey
This work ain't stopping, I gotta stay occupied
I gotta stay stacking racks, I gotta stack them really high
Gotta stay hydrated, gotta stay healthy
Gotta live long so I can stay wealthy
Wait, who did that number
RayGun did that number
Matter of fact, I did that number
Y'all was in that slumber
Y'all was hibernating
I was out here waiting
Back to back, I ran it up and all it took was patience
Now I'm chilling, just sipping green juice
Bust down Alkaline with organic ice cubes
Now I'm back to the mission
Now I'm back in the kitchen
Getting straight to the chicken
Ain't no simpin, just pimping
Yeah, I'm just winning
Living lavish like a king
Cherry Sprite on the ice
Don't mix with the codeine
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu
Making moves, chillin', smoking in a Stu

Written by:
Joshua James

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