Don't know why but niggas always wanna say shit
When they ain't even in the conversation
Might just go to Mars bout to take off in my spaceship
And I do not got no patience
For nun that bullshit and guys who wanna be complacent
Yo first mistake was
Thinking that we was adjacent
But when we racing I'm in the lead and you not placing
Used to have my hands out but I got bands now
You got some shit that you gon plan out but it won't pan out
Aye
Niggas used to clown me
Hoes used to down me
But now they wanna be around me cuz I'm astounding
I got my paper up and now the celebrations are resounding
This little brown thing
Say she coming thru to crown me
She call me King Blunt
I do what she want
Nail her to the cross and roll me 3 blunts
The size of tree trunks
Aye now I ain't from Milwaukee but a nigga need bucks
He got to buckling that trouble make a nigga freeze up
But that's just how we ride bitch
My other side bitch
She get in right next to my side bitch
We gon slide quick
Ain't got no time for all that nonsense
This is what you came for
For me to lick yo privates
But keep that shit in private
DJ skip that other shit play something I can vibe with
Man f*ck it give him my shit now this gon get the crowd lit
F*cking with this bitch I told her I won't make no promises
I dive in it
Then I put my dick in her esophagus
By life I been beat up
Tryna get my feet up
They made me feel like John Cena
Cuz they could never see us
I been running my city so I guess that's why my feet rough
They can keep all that bull shit but they could never keep up
They don't got no self love they all people pleasers
And if they do kill me I rise again like I'm Jesus
I just look back and I see dust
Gotta show em I ain't playin with em
Never miss a beat like the drummer in a band nigga
Could explain it to you but you still won't understand nigga
I can't stand niggas
No you not part of the plan with us
You wasn't around when all that we could eat was sandwiches
Girl it's not a party if you not gon let my mans hit it
When she bend it over she gon do a lil dance with it
We gon f*ck it up and then imma pay for the damages
Yeah
Imma pay for the damages
Yeah we gon f*ck it up and them imma pay for the damages
TBlunt - Conversation Lyrics
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Don't know why but niggas always wanna say shit
When they ain't even in the conversation
Might just go to Mars bout to take off in my spaceship
And I do not got no patience
For nun that bullshit and guys who wanna be complacent
Yo first mistake was
Thinking that we was adjacent
But when we racing I'm in the lead and you not placing
Used to have my hands out but I got bands now
You got some shit that you gon plan out but it won't pan out
Aye
Niggas used to clown me
Hoes used to down me
But now they wanna be around me cuz I'm astounding
I got my paper up and now the celebrations are resounding
This little brown thing
Say she coming thru to crown me
She call me King Blunt
I do what she want
Nail her to the cross and roll me 3 blunts
The size of tree trunks
Aye now I ain't from Milwaukee but a nigga need bucks
He got to buckling that trouble make a nigga freeze up
But that's just how we ride bitch
My other side bitch
She get in right next to my side bitch
We gon slide quick
Ain't got no time for all that nonsense
This is what you came for
For me to lick yo privates
But keep that shit in private
DJ skip that other shit play something I can vibe with
Man f*ck it give him my shit now this gon get the crowd lit
F*cking with this bitch I told her I won't make no promises
I dive in it
Then I put my dick in her esophagus
By life I been beat up
Tryna get my feet up
They made me feel like John Cena
Cuz they could never see us
I been running my city so I guess that's why my feet rough
They can keep all that bull shit but they could never keep up
They don't got no self love they all people pleasers
And if they do kill me I rise again like I'm Jesus
I just look back and I see dust
Gotta show em I ain't playin with em
Never miss a beat like the drummer in a band nigga
Could explain it to you but you still won't understand nigga
I can't stand niggas
No you not part of the plan with us
You wasn't around when all that we could eat was sandwiches
Girl it's not a party if you not gon let my mans hit it
When she bend it over she gon do a lil dance with it
We gon f*ck it up and then imma pay for the damages
Yeah
Imma pay for the damages
Yeah we gon f*ck it up and them imma pay for the damages
When they ain't even in the conversation
Might just go to Mars bout to take off in my spaceship
And I do not got no patience
For nun that bullshit and guys who wanna be complacent
Yo first mistake was
Thinking that we was adjacent
But when we racing I'm in the lead and you not placing
Used to have my hands out but I got bands now
You got some shit that you gon plan out but it won't pan out
Aye
Niggas used to clown me
Hoes used to down me
But now they wanna be around me cuz I'm astounding
I got my paper up and now the celebrations are resounding
This little brown thing
Say she coming thru to crown me
She call me King Blunt
I do what she want
Nail her to the cross and roll me 3 blunts
The size of tree trunks
Aye now I ain't from Milwaukee but a nigga need bucks
He got to buckling that trouble make a nigga freeze up
But that's just how we ride bitch
My other side bitch
She get in right next to my side bitch
We gon slide quick
Ain't got no time for all that nonsense
This is what you came for
For me to lick yo privates
But keep that shit in private
DJ skip that other shit play something I can vibe with
Man f*ck it give him my shit now this gon get the crowd lit
F*cking with this bitch I told her I won't make no promises
I dive in it
Then I put my dick in her esophagus
By life I been beat up
Tryna get my feet up
They made me feel like John Cena
Cuz they could never see us
I been running my city so I guess that's why my feet rough
They can keep all that bull shit but they could never keep up
They don't got no self love they all people pleasers
And if they do kill me I rise again like I'm Jesus
I just look back and I see dust
Gotta show em I ain't playin with em
Never miss a beat like the drummer in a band nigga
Could explain it to you but you still won't understand nigga
I can't stand niggas
No you not part of the plan with us
You wasn't around when all that we could eat was sandwiches
Girl it's not a party if you not gon let my mans hit it
When she bend it over she gon do a lil dance with it
We gon f*ck it up and then imma pay for the damages
Yeah
Imma pay for the damages
Yeah we gon f*ck it up and them imma pay for the damages
Writer: Thomas Blunt
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