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zoned out - 1up tee & the smokers club lyrics

[intro]
(enrgy made this one)
what you? what you? what you on?
what i’m, what i’m on
ayy

[verse]
i’m off an eighth of titty milk, b*tch, i’m zoned out (uh)
ain’t gotta get around no n*gga, got my own clout (for real)
smart n*gga, keep my eyes open with a closed mouth (shh)
she suckin’ d*ck like it’s her last meal, i told her, “slow down” (slow down)
what you off? you off a perc and drank lookin’ stupid (yeah)
flip around and f*ck her from the front, that p*ssy pootin’
oh, your boyfriend buy you lululemon, should be louis (should)
i don’t like to be around these guys, they could be goofies (nah, for real)
these days, i’m rockin’ white lows, i used to shovel snow
my youngin slow, like he f*ckin’ hoes, he be tryna bust a pole (ha)
keep me close, i might take off like some summer clothes (yeah)
only if that one b*tch kept it real, sh*t, f*ck it, though (f*ck it)
my old b*tches keep on comin’ back up like vomit (yeah)
i can’t go back to bein’ sad and exhausted (what?)
i put on that sh*t that you can’t grab out the closet
you bad as f*ck if i can still see that ass in them joggers
type of b*tch that when she twerk, she gotta pull her skirt down (skirt)
i was bad, i used to slide on b*tches in the church house (in the church)
i was that kid that never talked, look how i turned out
b*tches like to bop it, pull it, twist it when they slurp now
tee, you ’round this b*tch actin’ crazy, what you on? (what you on?)
stop postin’ that, i do not give a f*ck ’bout what you bought (’bout what you bought)
most of my n*ggas kept it real, i got a couple flawed (couple)
know you never heard this sh*t before, this that upper talk, huh (nah, for real)
this that good talk, b*tch, i’m with sean mula (yeah)
all the sh*t that n*ggas say that they can’t do, i’ll do it
you hear these n*ggas talk that real sh*t, that’s my movement (that’s me)
he trickin’ on these b*tches, red nose and clown suit him (yeah)
i’m so turnt, if i walk in and then walk out, the party ended (yeah)
dog sh*t in carti’ lenses, so many karats, garden pick it
couldn’t ever play the game because my heart was in it (yeah)
now when people do me wrong, sh*t, i hardly feel it (i don’t feel it)
[outro]
i don’t feel it
that’s hard

- 1up tee the smokers club lyrics

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