CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : round two
(G06 going crazy)
You know it's important I can't ignore
Feeling like forever might be shorter than before
It's been on my mind
All throughout the night
So me and all my friends gon' drink until we feel alright
(Ayy, Twix, you got a hit!)
'Til we feel alright
Sprite, CÎROC and ice
Down another cup, but it got you feelin' nice
Might light
Up another slice
It ain't even noon but we gotta smoke twice
Got a double in my cup with a soda on the side
Chicken noodle soup way I'm spittin all this fried
With the gx engine we gon' bring the coupé to life
In the tx 972 with all my guys
Got my foot elevated while we drivin' up thе 506
Ludacris followed by Nelly Furtado
Breeze past you goofiеs in the sprinter with my gattos
Feed lines to b*t*hes off my d**k like a silo
Jesus where the pen at?
I'ma write another rap
Jesus where the pen at?
I'm just trying to get smacked
Ayy, you kinda quiet, is it getting to you bad?
We a long way from home when home is all you've ever had
I'll just redefine my character and get right in my bag
The tequila made it worse, now I'm cursed with all this lag
Eyes bloodshot, crossed while I'm puffin on the zag
I don't wanna talk about it, I don't really wanna drag you
Down with it
Kiss another blunt go 'round with it
Pop another top, go drown in it
Feelin' like I got to
This pain heavy so the substance what I'm bound to
Bound to round two
Googling just how to
C-O-P-E, cope without you, -out you
Bound to round two
Googling just how to
C-O-P-E, cope without you, -out you
Sour, then sweet, then I'm gone
Feel like this tour wasn't long
'Nuff with the chit-chat
Man, I miss my dogs
F**k it man, I miss my dogs, ay
Control Alt deleting this song
Y'all really keepin' me strong
'Nuff with the bullsh*t, man, I miss my dogs
F**k it man, I miss my dogs
Started tallyin' the score
I think I've been here before
Went from Hollywood to Venice
Back to crying on the floor
I know this 'bout to be rough
You know you can call my bluff
We did everything we wanted
But everything's not enough
You know it's important I can't ignore
Feeling like forever might be shorter than before
It's been on my mind
All throughout the night
So me and all my friends gon' drink until we feel alright
(Ayy, Twix, you got a hit!)
'Til we feel alright
Sprite, CÎROC and ice
Down another cup, but it got you feelin' nice
Might light
Up another slice
It ain't even noon but we gotta smoke twice
Got a double in my cup with a soda on the side
Chicken noodle soup way I'm spittin all this fried
With the gx engine we gon' bring the coupé to life
In the tx 972 with all my guys
Got my foot elevated while we drivin' up thе 506
Ludacris followed by Nelly Furtado
Breeze past you goofiеs in the sprinter with my gattos
Feed lines to b*t*hes off my d**k like a silo
Jesus where the pen at?
I'ma write another rap
Jesus where the pen at?
I'm just trying to get smacked
Ayy, you kinda quiet, is it getting to you bad?
We a long way from home when home is all you've ever had
I'll just redefine my character and get right in my bag
The tequila made it worse, now I'm cursed with all this lag
Eyes bloodshot, crossed while I'm puffin on the zag
I don't wanna talk about it, I don't really wanna drag you
Down with it
Kiss another blunt go 'round with it
Pop another top, go drown in it
Feelin' like I got to
This pain heavy so the substance what I'm bound to
Bound to round two
Googling just how to
C-O-P-E, cope without you, -out you
Bound to round two
Googling just how to
C-O-P-E, cope without you, -out you
Sour, then sweet, then I'm gone
Feel like this tour wasn't long
'Nuff with the chit-chat
Man, I miss my dogs
F**k it man, I miss my dogs, ay
Control Alt deleting this song
Y'all really keepin' me strong
'Nuff with the bullsh*t, man, I miss my dogs
F**k it man, I miss my dogs
Started tallyin' the score
I think I've been here before
Went from Hollywood to Venice
Back to crying on the floor
I know this 'bout to be rough
You know you can call my bluff
We did everything we wanted
But everything's not enough
