payola - willie sees green lyrics
[chorus: town]
i can’t slow up
got a pint of henny finna pour up
this b*tch jumping we on faygo f*cking cola
making too much money to be sober
don’t want to see your face, turn it over
me and my n*ggas put this money over closure
all these bars, no police, like i’m doja
baking soda and payola
baking soda and payola
[verse 1: rxgretz]
yeah, yeah
we going crazy, this b*tch ‘bout to go up
there’s way too many f*cking drugs
up in this party that i do not know of
b*tch we lit
counting up hundreds and fifties and smoking on doja
i just be getting so motherf*cking high
yeah we in the hotbox just blowing the smoke up
what?
b*tch look at my pockets, i’m getting my dough up
f*ck
b*tch, you talking that sh*t but in person you fold up
what?
i just be focused on money and getting my load up
car got me feeling like fetti is dirty, i told you that i got the soda
f*cking in that b*tch in a rovеr
pour up a deuce, got me lеaning all over
ass b*tch, she looking for closure
now that we here b*tch, i’m f*cking you over
in the scan, i’m just bumping some sosa
i just be feeling like i’m ‘bout to blow up
focused on this sh*t 100 percent
i keep working, no i cannot stop
[chorus: town]
i can’t slow up
got a pint of henny finna pour up
this b*tch jumping we on faygo f*cking cola
making too much money to be sober
don’t want to see your face, turn it over
me and my n*ggas put this money over closure
all these bars, no police, like i’m doja
baking soda and payola
(baking soda and payola)
[verse 2: reekobabii]
look at the baggie, know that i’m up
gotta keep the codeine, know that it’s tucked
all pink molly, you know that up
ran out of lean, i need another cup
hopping in the g*league, call it a truck
your b*tch turned out, i’ma keep it a buck
told me to chill, i don’t give no f*cks
i don’t know what you expect from me
this sh*t gonna change your life, i promise, pop this ecstasy
i’ma keep on taking drugs until the day i rest in peace
gave you all my love, i wish i could get you back next to me
okay, i may not know what i’m doing
okay, that’s why even plug don’t know what i’m doing
okay, counting this cash and i’m counting up blue
okay, wrist on froze, yeah i got the flu
[chorus: town]
i can’t slow up
got a pint of henny finna pour up
this b*tch jumping we on faygo f*cking cola
making too much money to be sober
don’t want to see your face, turn it over
me and my n*ggas put this money over closure
all these bars, no police, like i’m doja
baking soda and payola
baking soda and payola
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