Lyrics: Niko Milan Yearwood
Music: Niko Milan Yearwood
Yeah, we get high we roll
We get high, we roll
We get high 'til the sun up
Yeah, 'bout to roll another one
Yeah, I can feel it rubbing off
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's good?
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's up?
Out of the blue? We ain't talk in months
She hitting my line, she see that I'm up
Swear I been through this every month
So I cannot name a bitch that I trust
Bitch, I be cooling high as the ****
Just me and my niggas, you know that it's us
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's good?
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's up?
FN shooter, he wanna bust shit
I gotta lay low when I'm in public
I'm in a 'Cedes, you in a rush
No, it ain't love, lil' baby, it's lust
I'm gonna see you tonight then we done
Flight in the AM, I stay on the run
'Kay, high as the ****
Rocking these Ksubi jeans, bitch, it ain't nun
If you get money then throw that shit up
If you get money then throw that shit up
Niggas be salty they mad as the ****
Niggas be hating, they mad that I'm on
I call my bitch and I tell her, "Come on"
It ain't no limit, bae, buy what you want, yeah
Don't give a **** 'bout your mans
He'll only know if you let him
Said loving you ain't the plan
I **** with keeping shit simple
Keep listening to your friends
Them bitches gon' **** your head up
But maybe we'll meet again
Oh
'Kay it's cool, it's you and me
You say you falling in love
But I could never give all of me
'Cause trusting hoes too hard for me
(Yeah)
'Cause trusting hoes is too hard for me
Maybe that'll change with time
But now I cannot name a bitch I need
Ho, just play your part, yeah
We took this too far, yeah
What you do when hoes keep calling?
Maybe we should just restart, yeah
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's good?
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's up?
Out of the blue? We ain't talk in months
She hitting my line, she see that I'm up
Swear I been through this every month
So I cannot name a bitch that I trust
Bitch, I be cooling high as the ****
Just me and my niggas, you know that it's us
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's good?
Okay, let's go, we cool, what's up?
FN shooter, he wanna bust shit
I gotta lay low when I'm in public
I'm in a 'Cedes, you in a rush
No it ain't love, lil' baby, it's lust
I'm gonna see you tonight then we done
Flight in the AM, I stay on the run
Ooh, yeah
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah