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pints & fifths - lvlc lyrics

[verse 1: lvlc]
i just bought me a pint
and i ain’t even take a sip yet
hot summers in the midwest got me sweating out liquor
the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
shorty been on me, i needed her too
said that she love me, i needed the truth
not 80, i want me a hundred
baby, just show me the proof
i’m lit in the booth, i’mma go get in my old bag
k!lling it then leaving toe tags
zip ‘em up, send ‘em up to see old fam
drums heating up like a rock band
let it c*ck back and i’m arming the hammer
they came for a k!ller
and left with collateral damage
i told you, i’m him
juice with the gin, chewing hallucinogens
under influence again
abusing the hooch and the pen
too into music to listen to you and your friends
who is you? if you ain’t doing what you supposed to do
then you had too much time on your hands
i’m improving, eating rumors like jam
leaving ‘em toasted, like i’m supposed to be
[hook: both]
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints
s*s*sipping on * sipping on * pints
sipping on fifths
sipping on * sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints
s*s*sipping on * sipping on * pints
sipping on fifths
sipping on * sipping on fifths

[verse 2: g wayne]
ay * d*mn i just copped me a fifth
and this b*tch already half gone!
bro i’m just tryna get lit
i’m just sick of all these sad songs
can’t cover it up, no, that mask gone
know they probably gon’ hate it all back home
i’mma stay on my sh*t, that’s a fact, dog
i just hit from the side, that’s a backboard
and i hate it, i know if i’m not
smoking or f*cking or rapping i’m gonna be back, bored
and them n****s that with me, they really be stepping
it’s way more than gas on the dashboard
and i really be smoking, my n****
like “why in the f*ck you think i got the stash for?”
i need two times two in my bank
why? i think that i’m tryna stash four
man, we chilling, what you getting mad for?
all in this section it’s mad love
if you want smoke, we got mad sticks
so i really suggest you ain’t mad, cuz
if you run into me, that’s just bad luck
long arms when he wave, better back up
they need more than a reader to track us
dark skins, man, i find ‘em attractive
i been sliding around with no traction
faded thoughts that been having me backwards
chilling with lace, that’s my kinfolk
if you had smoke with my n****, that’s past tense
bad b*tch get her back bent
you know we getting active
but f*ck ‘em, i’m just tryna stack chips
wait ‘til they see how that stack get
[hook: both]
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints
s*s*sipping on * sipping on * pints
sipping on fifths
sipping on * sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints, sipping on fifths
sipping on pints
s*s*sipping on * sipping on * pints
sipping on fifths
sipping on * sipping on fifths

- lvlc lyrics

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