[Chorus: Mick Jenkins & Both]
Calm down, nigga, this golden
Go and take a hit of these roses
Go and get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable
I said, calm down, nigga, this golden (Golden)
Go and take a hit of these roses (Roses)
Go and get a sip of this water (Yeah)
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Got your joint, it's in rotation, check the syncopation
Deep off in these waters, never needing no flotation
Devices, on this humble pie by the slices
Give it to 'em free 'cause it's priceless
This your invitation, I'ma even welcome imitations
Smoking mirrors, I've been spitting rocks and ventilation
So, breathe motherfucker, just breathe
There's more than one trick up my sleeve
Tank tops can't hang, I ain't never even gang bang
Nigga just hang with the wrong folks
Got a little older, got a little wiser
Put the reggie down, that's the wrong smoke
Been around the world enough to know that you will never get rich if you the wrong broke
Can't live life through a song quote, man
I've been trying to show y'all me
I ain't been accepting nobody's gas and still got drive, nigga, still on E
Nigga still gon' lie, and I still on G
Tell your girlfriend not to feel on me
Or, maybe you should come and get your ho, bro
And usually we would have a whole bunch of ginger ale
But lately I'm been in these waters, like a slow bro
So, pardon my manners, heh, this is more street etiquette
Know that I ain't going nowhere
If you believe otherwise, then you niggas better peep rhetoric
I said
Calm down, nigga, this golden
Go and take a hit of these roses
Go and get a sip of this water
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable
I said, calm down, nigga, this golden (Golden)
Go and take a hit of these roses (Roses)
Go and get a sip of this water (Yeah)
Let your seat back, relax, get comfortable
Get comfortable, get comfortable, get comfortable
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Got your joint, it's in rotation, check the syncopation
Deep off in these waters, never needing no flotation
Devices, on this humble pie by the slices
Give it to 'em free 'cause it's priceless
This your invitation, I'ma even welcome imitations
Smoking mirrors, I've been spitting rocks and ventilation
So, breathe motherfucker, just breathe
There's more than one trick up my sleeve
Tank tops can't hang, I ain't never even gang bang
Nigga just hang with the wrong folks
Got a little older, got a little wiser
Put the reggie down, that's the wrong smoke
Been around the world enough to know that you will never get rich if you the wrong broke
Can't live life through a song quote, man
I've been trying to show y'all me
I ain't been accepting nobody's gas and still got drive, nigga, still on E
Nigga still gon' lie, and I still on G
Tell your girlfriend not to feel on me
Or, maybe you should come and get your ho, bro
And usually we would have a whole bunch of ginger ale
But lately I'm been in these waters, like a slow bro
So, pardon my manners, heh, this is more street etiquette
Know that I ain't going nowhere
If you believe otherwise, then you niggas better peep rhetoric
I said
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