King.707 - VOOVAVOO (feat. Lower Case) Lyrics

I'm leaving again
But this time I ain't coming back
Got a flight in the morning
Hope I don't get jetlag
Southern California
Where the ass stays fat
Where the weed stays lit
And the sun don't quit
Keep LA on hat
Shades cover the pupils
If you see me outside
I'm doin' something unusual
Doing shit you ain't used to
Mix old school with the new school
Brand new old school Vans
These ain't no Jimmy Choo Shoes
Striped T-shirt on like I kick it with Blue's Clues
Bluetooth disconnected
I got a couple screws loose

I been on a roll
Something like the dough
Move the f*ck up out my way
I'm going to the hole
She left me all alone
Now I'm on my own
I pour myself a double
Now my feet glued to the floor
I ain't seen you in some months
Quit acting like you know so
Something you can't bear to see me win bitch, like I'm oso
Like Tiger, I go loco
Cause you don't wanna see me bumping 50 riding round & holding on up on that 44
Weight all in your waters, we ain't talking 'bout that shooting guard
What's been picking at you, how's your mama, what you eating on
Too much animosity
You showing you been tweaking, huh
Feel like Jimmy Bizzle in the playoffs, cause I'm heatin' up
The possibilities keep growin', why you always hatin' now
Back in high school we used to smoke inside a vacant house
My dick in her be makin' out
Let's hop up in the scene
I step into this bitch and they can smell it on my team
Bitch, f*ck what you mean

F*ck what you mean
F*ck what you
F*ck what you mean
F*ck what you mean
F*ck what you mean
F*ck what you

F*ck what you mean
I been living my dream
I been stacking my green
I been smoking my tree
I been sipping my tea
I been focused on me & the team
Focused on me

And I love the way she drop it low in apple bottom jeans
I'm sipping reposado with some 'gnac
Come get my spleen
I'm slurrin' all my words
I think I'm seeing make-believe
You stole my Scooby Snacks
My gang done solved the mystery

I'll go down in history
You'll go down in misery
I hope I do not mislead the youth with what I preach
I am not a role model
I am a whole different breed
Please do not look up to me
I ain't someone to relate to
I'm something in between a breakdown & a breakthrough
Doctor told me take one, but I ate two
Mix it with the Hennessy & some weed
It help me breathe
It help me relax
Feel it in my kneecaps
Got me in a deep trance
Wait, where the f*ck my weed at
I don't fukin see that
I ain't tripping though
I just kick my feet up
Take my phone out
Click on Weedmaps
Time to re up
Mr. Plug, nice to see ya
Mr. Drugs, nice to see ya
Nice to see ya
Nice to see ya
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug
Mr. Plug