[Verse 1: Image$]
Aye, pass me the mic
Ooh, I just might
Fuck on this bitch and then kiss her goodnight
See you tonight at a show
Your friends wanna roll?
Only if they show some support
Come wit' a flame or a torch
Went from the porch to the course
Now how do I sort this out?
Sort this out, smoke me out, smoke right now
Aye, eyes closed tight, I didn't even see the view
Parallel parking down East 50 Avenue
And you always knew, and you always knew
Back up in school wit' weed bags in my shoes
Back in reality, leave y'all confused
Back to the same bullshit, guess what is new
You're lovin' the crew, you're lovin' the crew, you're lovin' the crew
Aye, F-I-L-T-H-Y, lord don't let me give out and die
Lord don't let me give out and die, lord don't let me give out and die

[Chorus 1: Image$]
Yeah, can you believe
The image received, the image received
Papi still creep (papi still creep)
All night them sheets, all night them sheets
Pressure over evidence, I prefer them settlements
Stack me up, talk around the world like the president
Prevalent, that I take your mind outer space (sway)
I take your mind outer space (sway)
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