J-Bill & Jaep - Decent Lyrics

Mix the Ritalin with vodka
The shit that I'm prescribing
Leave you running through college
Dropping A's and shocking scholars
We the ones who stop the violence
Passing blunts round of the chronic
Getting money baby, does it really solve out problems?
I just wanna be about it
Running checks up like the mileage
Didn't go to college but I made more than they fathers
In the sky getting high
Getting so f*cking high baby
(Getting high baby)
Getting muh f*cking high baby

It's the cozy boys, 236 home of the themed parties
And green zombies walking round off lean probably
Weed all in the air and some girl just took like three mollies
Plus we got the work we must stash (mustache) like Steve Harvey
No dark leaves in my bag, we only smoking green goblin
Let my homie hit the blunt because he fiend often
Other homie used to f*ck with pills, I'm happy he off em
When my cousin took them pills, they took a bean off em

But now we chilling, everybody cool
We were up at White Caps taking shots by the pool
This was right around in June
Bahamas was coming soon
Plus the parties up at 236 went to the moon
Whatcha do (doing)
Come through for the weekend
Drunk and high the lifestyle to believe in
Liquor got me fiending, but I'm feeling decent
Decent alright

Eyes real red and my hat real low
Bitches on my dick tell em bring that dope
I just want my dick sucked, no tic tac toe
If you wanna join the clique you better bring that dough
I ain't tryna get caught up in all the things you didn't do
When it comes to getting through, your guts the best to listen to
This is why I lay back and smoke medicinal
Good vibes and good times is what I'm gone be giving you

I pull up and they like God damn
All this Polo I got horse power but I ain't talking Dodge Ram
They bumping my shit like rock bands
I got the world in my hands
Razor sharp focus off this Vyvanse
This hoe crazy, she tryna pop like five Xans
I told that hoe to bring like five friends
Pouring Henny got the weed up on the nightstand
Last thing we worried bout is when the night ends

And now we chilling, everybody cool
We were up at White Caps taking shots by the pool
This was right around in June
Bahamas was coming soon
Plus the parties up at 236 went to the moon
Whatcha do (doing)
Come through for the weekend
Drunk and high the lifestyle to believe in
Liquor got me fiending, but I'm feeling decent
Decent alright

Come through for the weekend, baby
We been acting crazy
Drinking all this liquor got me feeling myself
And I can't swear
That we gonna make it there
But I know this shit ain't fair
And I know that you scared but
I can take you there

I got nothing to lose, baby baby baby
(Do you wanna ride with me)
I got something to prove, baby baby baby
(No roof chilling in the city)
I got nothing to lose, baby baby baby
(Whole crew gone be getting litty)
I got something to prove, baby baby baby
(That's as long as you with me)