wannahavefun.m4a - supachefm lyrics
[chorus: jomie]
heard i move different since i got a buzz
yeah, i got friends, but n0body does
sorta need money, like out of the register
don’t care about respect just to keep it a buck
heard he was quackin’, we makin’ him duck
stuck in this world and i’m sh*t out of luck
and ever since then, keep taking l’s
mistaken my kindness for weakness, a chump right?
couldn’t give a f*ck ’bout the limelight
my b*tch say i’m good for nothing
’til i picked up something, still say that i’m “aight”
what’s a crock*pot to a stove?
look at my left wrist, it’s out of control
i just love l!ckin’ the bowl
used to think i was dope
now that i’m up, they won’t leave me alone ah*ah
[verse: supachefm]
this that sh*t to smoke to
this is some sh*t you could roll to
this is that put your feet up, undo some rubber bands with the bros to
and lay in the sun, like, girls just wanna have fun
she pluck every petal, like, “love me or not”
hard to tell when i’m so out the box
facetime if you really my rock
don’t waste time tryna worry ’bout me and mines
i’ma always get up, yeah
this is that sh*t to roll to
this is some sh*t you could smoke to, yeah
this is that old bag, almost throwback from the way that i came in
i’m mixing new swag with the old swag almost like a new language
make sure the shoes match with the gemstones, that sh*t built like a sp*ceship
let’s lay in the sun, like, girls just wanna have fun
duh, they calling my celly*celly
only pop out if it’s pelle pelle
news flash, always camera ready
pink stones, she could pick the setting
i’m her ringtone, always in her headies
rocking on stage like i’m kelly clark
don’t go away, rather in your arms
this is that sh*t to roll to
this is some sh*t you could smoke to, yeah
[chorus: jomie]
heard i move different since i got a buzz
yeah, i got friends, but n0body does
sorta need money, like out of the register
don’t care about respect just to keep it a buck
heard he was quackin’, we makin’ him duck
stuck in this world and i’m sh*t out of luck
and ever since then, keep taking l’s
mistaken my kindness for weakness, a chump right?
couldn’t give a f*ck ’bout the limelight
my b*tch say i’m good for nothing
’til i picked up something, still say that i’m “aight”
what’s a crock*pot to a stove?
look at my left wrist, it’s out of control
i just love l!ckin’ the bowl
used to think i was dope
now that i’m up, they won’t leave me alone ah*ah
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