CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Vibe 3*

Polar
B-b-b-beats
Taylor ‘bout the f- Flex

Don’t runaway, We back on the Road
If you wanna smoke Weed, it’s a long way home
We can send’ em back, or get low
Shawty we can take it slow, but we don’t know
You wanna get high, then let’s get low
Let’s drop his body in th road, I’ma let it blow
I can make it snow, Shawty you know I’m in my glow(Ayy)
Don’t need no other ho, we can get the dough(Ayy, Ayy)
You don’t want smoke, this world so cold(Ayy, Ayy, Ayy)

Ayy, Just come with me and let’s just Chill
I ain’t tryna’ have Problems, I just wanna enjoy my vibe
Though you would ride, well that’s lie
The whole gang shoot up the skies, my sh*t fly
Why boys dip, you guys said that you guys were down to ridе
Lil’ Shawty let’s get high, my love wouldn’t Diе
For you i would always stay by your side, you let yo’ man talk to you like that
Shawty I know what you like, you always goin’ to be right
Shawty I’ll send all of my time, I’ll treat you better then a Dime
She got beatiful eyes, babygirl don’t cry
Lil’ Shawty wanna f**k all night, b*t*h let’s get to it and turn off the lights
My lil’ b*t*h get hyped, before I go I have to say goodbye

Don’t runaway, We back on the Road
If you wanna smoke Weed, it’s a long way home
We can send’ em back, or get low
Shawty we can take it slow, but we don’t know
You wanna get high, then let’s get low
Let’s drop his body in th road, I’ma let it blow
I can make it snow, Shawty you know I’m in my glow
Don’t need no other ho, we can get the dough
You don’t want smoke, this world so cold

I break free every time that I wake
My fate bleeds and create seeds that eventually blossom to trees
Getting rid of all the extra sh*t I thought I would need
I put your head on the swivel, wear my heart on the sleeve
But just breathe, the simple exercise can even rectify
Our greatest sins, although my days won't end next to God
I atone for all of my wrongs throughout songs
But let him who is without sin go cast the first stone, motherf**ker
I used to dream about a Dodge Charger (Dodge Charger)
Suicide doors, sittin' on 24's, I was tryna find a job, but sh*t, why bother?
Bein' broke can make you try harder, Sittin' in the house watchin' Coach Carter
Plottin' on this f**kin' Cartier, hey, Plus a n***a tryna go farther
I finally arrived and nobody's here, hey (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Don’t runaway, We back on the Road
If you wanna smoke Weed, it’s a long way home
We can send’ em back, or get low
Shawty we can take it slow, but we don’t know
You wanna get high, then let’s get low
Let’s drop his body in th road, I’ma let it blow
I can make it snow, Shawty you know I’m in my glow
Don’t need no other ho, we can get the dough
You don’t want smoke, this world so cold

Polar
B-b-b-beats
Taylor ‘bout the f- Flex