[Intro: TUT]
It's lit, ha ha
Nigga I'm in Europe
Purple skies
[Verse 1: TUT]
Uh, uh, nigga, uh, nigga, uh, uh
I sip that lean till I fall asleep
Trill dreams, I'm at my peak
With a little pretty yellow bone
Styrofoam cup, with a straw in it
Now we all sinning
I feel at home, and that pussy shit beat, with some hoes in it
Now I walk silly
Have you ever seen a nigga like me?
Probably not into too many niggas like me
Probably why you like me
This rap shit got me fascinated
And I got the fuck niggas aggravated
And now I got a mixtape, you know that the shit great
But I know a lot of niggas agitated
Feelin' myself, I'm so mass debated
So far ahead, I'm so far past the bases
So pass the blunt, pass the drank and
Soul plane, that stanky panky
Old schools, that's candy painted
Gold grills with some [?]
Bending corners, got bitches starin'
Jordan 4's and my pants hangin'
Fuck you mean, I'm from the 423
Bad bitch, she from the 615
Playa shit, I'll take a trip
We ain't in the whip but I'll let her ride
I ain't ever been a motherfucker to tell a motherfucker what he can and he can't do
But he can't do it like me, [?] but he can't do it like me
Ya'll niggas don't wanna know about these
These what? These nuts
In ya mouth, I put em' in your spouse
I put a blunt in her and now she rep the house, nigga
It's lit, ha ha
Nigga I'm in Europe
Purple skies
[Verse 1: TUT]
Uh, uh, nigga, uh, nigga, uh, uh
I sip that lean till I fall asleep
Trill dreams, I'm at my peak
With a little pretty yellow bone
Styrofoam cup, with a straw in it
Now we all sinning
I feel at home, and that pussy shit beat, with some hoes in it
Now I walk silly
Have you ever seen a nigga like me?
Probably not into too many niggas like me
Probably why you like me
This rap shit got me fascinated
And I got the fuck niggas aggravated
And now I got a mixtape, you know that the shit great
But I know a lot of niggas agitated
Feelin' myself, I'm so mass debated
So far ahead, I'm so far past the bases
So pass the blunt, pass the drank and
Soul plane, that stanky panky
Old schools, that's candy painted
Gold grills with some [?]
Bending corners, got bitches starin'
Jordan 4's and my pants hangin'
Fuck you mean, I'm from the 423
Bad bitch, she from the 615
Playa shit, I'll take a trip
We ain't in the whip but I'll let her ride
I ain't ever been a motherfucker to tell a motherfucker what he can and he can't do
But he can't do it like me, [?] but he can't do it like me
Ya'll niggas don't wanna know about these
These what? These nuts
In ya mouth, I put em' in your spouse
I put a blunt in her and now she rep the house, nigga
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