LYRICS
作词 : Dillon Francis/Gerald Gillum/James Rushent
作曲 : Dillon Francis/Gerald Gillum/James Rushent
Yeah
Young Gerald, yeah, uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dylon, Dylon with the boom pow
Every week now I switch to a new style
Two 12's in the back just blew out
Everything I do end up in the news now
Leave the club with a few now
Just some Hollywood girls and they do chow
I'm drunk, I'm drunk in the mood now
2 AM, what you wanna do now?
(What you wanna do now?)
Ay girl, what it do do
If u got friends, cool bring a few through
No fun if the homies can't have none
R.I.P. Nate Dogg shit is too true
And you know what I'm down for
Round 2, Round 3 into Round 4
Mood switched when she knocked at the front door
Next up was the uproar, yeah
That's like a week ago
But we both know how weekends go
Tryna function, got some places we could go
Lock jaw got me speakin slow like yeah
I'm blessed on blessed
I don't GAFOS
You tryna ****?
Yes on yes on yes on yes
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Yes on yes on yes on yes
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Yes on yes on yes on yes
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Sheesh, what you sayin'? I don't understand
Goddamn, I'm out my mind, I popped another Xan
Sheesh, I swear this lock jaw got me stuttering
Goddamn, girl, you so fine, I'd fall in love again
Sheesh, gettin' faded is my favorite rush
Goddamn, you talkative, ain't gotta say too much
Be quiet, who got some grapes? I'm tryna roll some trees
Goddamn, uppers and downers, I'm off both of these
Gettin' faded, not complicated
Too sedated, no conversation
Gettin' faded, not complicated
We too sedated, no conversation
Please say less
Please say less
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I'm blessed on blessed
I don't GAFOS
You tryna ****?
Yes on yes on yes on yes
Say less
Say less