practice - yung steezy man lyrics
[intro: 2kthagoon]
st–zy man!
aye, bro, what you say?
run it up, run it up, yeah
2k, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus: 2kthagoon]
b-tch, i do not need no practice, smokin’ on galactic
make you do a backflip, i’m the main attraction
coolin’ with a bad b-tch, she say she an actress
wanna make a movie, have her singin’ alice
tell me what you do, please, you are not important
b-tch, you see me flexin’, how could you ignore it?
i do what’s impressive, pockets on thesaurus
‘member tryna stretch, now my blunt is so enormous
oh my gosh, b-tch!
[verse 1: 2kthagoon]
aye bro, what you sayin’, i’m finna make my soda red
fell in love with kush, i need that sh-t to go to bed
when i wake up, i be on a mission
countin’ up that guala, put the keys in the ignition
now my exes see me gloin’, wanna hit my phone
guess you don’t know what you got until that sh-t is gone
i don’t want you back and i ain’t gonna share my pack
if you hit my blunt, you might just have a heart attack
[chorus: 2kthagoon]
b-tch, i do not need no practice, smokin’ on galactic
make you do a backflip, i’m the main attraction
coolin’ with a bad b-tch, she say she an actress
wanna make a movie, have her singin’ alice
tell me what you do, please, you are not important
b-tch, you see me flexin’, how could you ignore it?
i do what’s impressive, pockets on thesaurus
‘member tryna stretch, now my blunt is so enormous
oh my gosh, b-tch!
[verse 2: yung st–zy man]
whippin’ up the bricks with no motherf-ckin’ recipe
you a jealous b-tch and you just tryna look like me
you ain’t with the sh-ts, no, you ain’t never sip no lean
don’t ask for handouts ’cause you lookin’ like a f-ckin’ fiend
[?], man, we got it in the bag, aye
yeah, i’ma smack your b-tch if she thinkin’ that she bad
flexin’ and i’m runnin’ up outside, hoe
flexin’ and i’m runnin’ up outside, hoe
[chorus: 2kthagoon]
b-tch, i do not need no practice, smokin’ on galactic
make you do a backflip, i’m the main attraction
coolin’ with a bad b-tch, she say she an actress
wanna make a movie, have her singin’ alice
tell me what you do, please, you are not important
b-tch, you see me flexin’, how could you ignore it?
i do what’s impressive, pockets on thesaurus
‘member tryna stretch, now my blunt is so enormous
oh my gosh, b-tch!
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