nah the best part of the song was: I don't drive R8s I don't like those I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows Can't fuck with nobody not even my shadow I got on Ed Hardy she got on stilettos
Lyrics [Intro] What? What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit [Chorus] I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What? Roll ten) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, woah) [Verse] Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah) It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah) I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt) I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?) I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scrеam, suck it) I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slidе) I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt) Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one) I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?) She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?) She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go) The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?) The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?) Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do) Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah) Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah, who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Bih', who?) Can't trust no bitch (What? Bih', bih'), can't trust these niggas (Bih, bih') Yeah, in love with my money (What? In love with my money), in love with my pistols (In love with that pistol) In love with my bitch (Love with my bitch), I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch) I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt), I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh) I been thinkin' 'bout it (Been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah), finna cut off that bitch (Finna cut off that bitch, what? What?) She don't cook, she don't clean (Damn, what? What?), but she want Ruth Chris (Slatt, slatt) I don't even like to hug (To hug, hug), I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt) I just pat her on the ass (What? What?), and tell her, "Good shit" (Slatt, what?) I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence (Slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon') And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?), and shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?) [Chorus] I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (Alright, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? Slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? Slatt, slatt) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Blatt), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, woah), woah, woah, woah (What?) I'm way too high (Yeah, woah), woah, woah, woah (What?) I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah, huh?), wo
What? What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit [Chorus] I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What? Roll ten) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, woah) [Verse] Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah) It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah) I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt) I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?) I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scrеam, suck it) I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slidе) I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt) Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one) I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?) She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?) She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go) The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?) The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?) Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do) Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah) Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah, who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Bih', who?) Can't trust no bitch (What? Bih', bih'), can't trust these niggas (Bih, bih') Yeah, in love with my money (What? In love with my money), in love with my pistols (In love with that pistol) In love with my bitch (Love with my bitch), I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch) I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt), I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh) I been thinkin' 'bout it (Been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah), finna cut off that bitch (Finna cut off that bitch, what? What?) She don't cook, she don't clean (Damn, what? What?), but she want Ruth Chris (Slatt, slatt) I don't even like to hug (To hug, hug), I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt) I just pat her on the ass (What? What?), and tell her, "Good shit" (Slatt, what?) I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence (Slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon') And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?), and shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)
Intro] What? What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit [Chorus] I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What? Roll ten) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah) I'm way too high (Yeah, woah) [Verse] Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah) It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah) I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt) I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?) I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scrеam, suck it) I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slidе) I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt) Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one) I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?) She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?) She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go) The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?) The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?) Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do) Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah) Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah, who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Bih', who?) Can't trust no bitch (What? Bih', bih'), can't trust these niggas (Bih, bih') Yeah, in love with my money (What? In love with my money), in love with my pistols (In love with that pistol) In love with my bitch (Love with my bitch), I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch) I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt), I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh) I been thinkin' 'bout it (Been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah), finna cut off that bitch (Finna cut off that bitch, what? What?) She don't cook, she don't clean (Damn, what? What?), but she want Ruth Chris (Slatt, slatt) I don't even like to hug (To hug, hug), I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt) I just pat her on the ass (What? What?), and tell her, "Good shit" (Slatt, what?) I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence (Slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon') And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?), and shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)
For those that have ears let them hear our father God is coming back with his son Jesus that died on the cross years back and I’m not going to force you to worship but just know that Jesus will love you till the days John 3:15.,
What? What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? Roll ten, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What? Roll ten) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What? Let's go) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah (high) woah (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah, woah (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah (yeah) woah (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, yeah) woah (yeah) woah (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, woah) Wake up (wake up, wake up, woah) It's the first of the month (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (what? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah) I let my bitch roll my blunt (woah, slatt, slatt) I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?) I make her scream when we fuck (slatt, scream, suck it) I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (woah, huh, chop it and slide) I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (yeah, skrrt) Can't fuck with nobody (what?) Not even my shadow (yeah, no one) I got on Ed Hardy (what? What? What? What? What?) She got on stilettos (what?) She my best friend (what? What?) Yeah, we not a couple (what? What?) She a rockstar (what? What? What?) She a sex symbol (what? What? What? Let's go) The way she do that shit (what? What? What?) She make it look simple (what? What?) The way she do that shit (what? What? What?) She make it look simple (what? What?) Baby, tell me what you wanna do (yeah, what? Wanna do) Baby, tell me everybody you screw (yeah, who? Who? Yeah) Tell me everybody you took to this room (who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (baby, who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (yeah, who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (bih', who?) Can't trust no bitch (what? Bih', bih') can't trust these niggas (bih, bih') Yeah, in love with my money (what? In love with my money) In love with my pistols (in love with that pistol) In love with my bitch (love with my bitch) I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch) I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt) I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh) I been thinkin' 'bout it (been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah) Finna cut off that bitch (finna cut off that bitch, what? What?) She don't cook, she don't clean (damn, what? What?) But she want Ruth Chris (slatt, slatt) I don't even like to hug (to hug, hug) I don't even like to kiss (slatt, slatt) I just pat her on the ass (what? What?) And tell her, "Good shit" (slatt, what?) I just walked in my pad (slatt) paparazzi at the fence (slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (red) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon') And shawty gon' roll up some shit (slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (what?) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (alright, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? Slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (woah, what? Slatt, slatt) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah (blatt) woah (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, woah) woah, woah, woah (what?) I'm way too high (yeah, woah) woah, woah, woah (what?) I'm way too high (yeah, yeah, huh?) Woah, woah, woah (what?) I'm way too high (what? What? What?) What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
Айтады “Оның қай жеріне қызықтың?” деп, Менің өмірім, қайтесің мен үшін терлеп? Қойдым жерлеп жүрегімді соқпайтын, Ақыл айтатын көп, мөлшерден тыс оттайтын. Өзіңді жоқтайтын ынтазар саған көңіл, Ақша оны сүрлер, менің үстіме төгіл. Бұның аты “өмір”, киноның аты солай, Қарасаң шетінен көрермендерге оңай. Байқасаң, бақытың сенің баянды болғай, Жар болсын өзіңе Жаратқан жалғыз Құдай. Тіршілік көзіндей қажет болдың ғой судай, Төгіліп қолымнан ғайып болдың ғой будай. Еріксіз қала берді ескірген мендік сезім, Сабырға шақырады шыдамы біткен төзім. Жетім болды сөзім, бағытына бармаған, Қаңғырып қайда кетті өлеңдерім арнаған? Қайырмасы: (x2) Біздің махаббатымыз - бітпейтін мелодрамма, Қоршаған адамдар, қаптаған голограмма. Олардың сөздері - мағынасыз фонограмма, Қоштасып барамыз, біздерде амал бар ма.
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? Roll ten, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What? Roll ten) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What? Let's go) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What?) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa(high) whoa (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa, whoa(yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa(yeah) whoa(yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, yeah) whoa (yeah) whoa (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, whoa) Wake up (wake up, wake up, whoa) It's the first of the month (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt) I brush my teeth and count up (what? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, whoa) I let my bitch roll my blunt (whoa, slatt, slatt) I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (whoa, yeah, bitch, whoa, whoa, what?) Pour up some lean and get stuck (pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?) I make her scream when we fuck (slatt, scream, suck it) I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (whoa, huh, chop it and slide) I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (yeah, skrrt) Can't fuck with nobody (what?) Not even my shadow (yeah, no one) I got on Ed Hardy (what? What? What? What? What?) She got on stilettos (what?) She my best friend (what? What?) Yeah, we not a couple (what? What?) She a rockstar (what? What? What?) She a sex symbol (what? What? What? Let's go) The way she do that shit (what? What? What?) She make it look simple (what? What?) The way she do that shit (what? What? What?) She make it look simple (what? What?) Baby, tell me what you wanna do (yeah, what? Wanna do) Baby, tell me everybody you screw (yeah, who? Who? Yeah) Tell me everybody you took to this room (who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (baby, who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (yeah, who? Who? Who?) I gotta know who you fucked in this room (bih, who?) Can't trust no bitch (what? Bih, bih) can't trust these niggas (bih, bih) Yeah, in love with my money (what? In love with my money) In love with my pistols (in love with that pistol) In love with my bitch (love with my bitch) I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch) I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt) I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh) I been thinkin' 'bout it (been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah) Finna cut off that bitch (finna cut off that bitch, what? What?) She don't cook, she don't clean (damn, what? What?) But she want Ruth Chris (slatt, slatt) I don't even like to hug (to hug, hug) I don't even like to kiss (slatt, slatt) I just pat her on the ass (what? What?) And tell her, "Good shit" (slatt, what?) I just walked in my pad (slatt) paparazzi at the fence (slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (red) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon') And shawty gon' roll up some shit (slatt) I'm 'bout to pour up some red (what?) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (alright, what?) I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What?) I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? Slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt) I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (whoa, what? Slatt, slatt) I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa (blatt) whoa (yeah) I'm way too high (yeah, whoa) whoa, whoa, whoa (what?) I'm way too high (yeah, whoa) whoa, whoa, whoa (what?) I'm way too high (yeah, yeah, huh?) Whoa, whoa, whoa (what?) I'm way too high (what? What? What?) What? What? What? I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
Yeah im about my Guap, I might never stop. And when I say I’m on yo head that means I’m on yo block up on yo porch. If you want the heat I’ll light you up I got the torch. We right down the street from the morgue, turn the scene morbid. You would not believe what I seen it’s like I lived in horror movie plots. Got a homie talkin bout how he got shot & he kinda exaggerating. But sometimes when u hear what they say that shit is fascinating
What you know about rollin' down in the deep? When your brain goes numb, you can call that mental freeze When these people talk too much, put that shit in slow motion, yeah I feel like an astronaut in the ocean,
they told plessy just get off the train bro they told plessy just get off the train bro he asked them why, they said you're 1/8 black bro he asked them why, they said you're 7/8 white bro but plessy thought that that was really whack though but plessy thought that that was really whack though he went to court he went to court he went to court he went to court he went to court get out plessy didn’t argue thought he would win with no doubt the ones that could help were few the cops just had to report ferguson took it to court with lawyer philip’s support He don’t ride black trains, we dont need those He rode the white train and got kicked out the window lawyers fought all day, against jim crow laws now we look back and examine all the court’s flaws he got fined bro, yeah, a couple hundo clueless what the costs are or 20 days in jail commite des citoyens the way they pay his bills comite des citoyens the way they pay his bails Justice, legalizes jim crow laws Justice, makes a 60 year pause making segregation last with no applause 1896 to 1954, what happen then segregation ends in the court room Resuming time like the 1933 Boom cant trust no judge cant trust no judge board versus education they in love with freedom in love with all men wont happen again with 13 and 14th ammend Jim crow not the shxx people thinkin about it. finna cut off that jit he dont win, he racist we want equality gotta give others a hug and a stop segregation mug courts legalize segregation thats real bad shxx but we stand as a nation, with an emancipation and we ended all that shxx and plessy has to pay no charge and plessy has to pay no charge and we ended all that shxx and plessy has to pay no charge they told plessy just get off the train bro they told plessy just get off the train bro he asked them why, they said you're 1/8 black bro he asked them why, they said you're 7/8 white bro but plessy thought that that was really whack though but plessy thought that that was really whack though he went to court he went to court he went to court he went to court he went to court
I be smoking Zaza but wait where my ops oh this pack boy you broke sit back dat shit you know dat shit wack my car to fast you will get gapped yo car to slow like its on flats just stop that cap you ain't bout dat yo people gone slide who told you that I'm bout to run up a tab then go flip the sack ima make that shit back x2 at that add foe to that bet you can't do that
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@@jackmorley9357 he doesn't know shit about producing music, he literally just looped the beginning of sky
@@YOUNGFARTBUBBLES and you are
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@@YOUNGFARTBUBBLESlol it’s just a beat not the real song
will i get copyrighted for using this?
Love how the adlibs were included!
He didn’t have the choice lmfao
That made the beat even more lit
Wahh wehh wehh
but he just looped the sample
@@kev5054 vweh😫
carti really had some of the hardest beats on this album
Than ruined it
@@Gmoneyaiden lil bro ain't talking
Unlike his new sound
When he said "what? What? What?" I really felt that
Fr fr
The beat: Pretty Good
The Adlibs: WAT 🧛🏿♂️💉
Fwæh 😛
Wake up, it's the first of the month 🗣🔥
this is fire
this the best on youtube
the best part of the song tbh 🙌
nah the best part of the song was:
I don't drive R8s I don't like those
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows
Can't fuck with nobody not even my shadow
I got on Ed Hardy she got on stilettos
This song is the
@@az4535got it from tiktok ? be honest
@@az4535she my best friend no we not a couple
@@az4535fr
When I have kids this what imma play in the car until they old enough to really listen cause ain't no way imma miss out on this shit 😭🫶
This alone is fire
Nice work g
this gonna go well with some isolated nav vocals
Instrumental really said : WHAT?! What !? what !?
2022 chills
Playboi carti saying WHA is better than lil mosey's entire career
well i mean blueberry faygo
lil mosey waking up the man is better than coi leray's whole career
He has a career?
Lyrics
[Intro]
What? What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
[Chorus]
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What? Roll ten)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, woah)
[Verse]
Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah)
It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt)
I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?)
I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scrеam, suck it)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slidе)
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt)
Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one)
I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?)
She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?)
She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah)
Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah, who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Bih', who?)
Can't trust no bitch (What? Bih', bih'), can't trust these niggas (Bih, bih')
Yeah, in love with my money (What? In love with my money), in love with my pistols (In love with that pistol)
In love with my bitch (Love with my bitch), I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch)
I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt), I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh)
I been thinkin' 'bout it (Been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah), finna cut off that bitch (Finna cut off that bitch, what? What?)
She don't cook, she don't clean (Damn, what? What?), but she want Ruth Chris (Slatt, slatt)
I don't even like to hug (To hug, hug), I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt)
I just pat her on the ass (What? What?), and tell her, "Good shit" (Slatt, what?)
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon')
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?), and shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)
[Chorus]
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (Alright, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? Slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? Slatt, slatt)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Blatt), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, woah), woah, woah, woah (What?)
I'm way too high (Yeah, woah), woah, woah, woah (What?)
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah, huh?), wo
We get it buddy, you copy pasted the lyrics from google. Everybody can do it don’t worry 💀💀
WEH!! Goated song even today
Ongg
WHO LET BRO COOK BANGERS 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🗣🗣🗣🗣🗣
Love how there’s adlibs
That portamento 😍
thsi good af
lol it’s looped but i give respect for posting this
What what what? Why why why?
Underrated adlib
Playboi carti got super cool beats
Pi'erre bourbe too fye
Art dealer on the beat art dealer go crazy 🔥🔥
@@beyondannonymous9955 this not pierre
What? What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
[Chorus]
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What? Roll ten)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, woah)
[Verse]
Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah)
It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt)
I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?)
I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scrеam, suck it)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slidе)
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt)
Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one)
I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?)
She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?)
She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah)
Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah, who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Bih', who?)
Can't trust no bitch (What? Bih', bih'), can't trust these niggas (Bih, bih')
Yeah, in love with my money (What? In love with my money), in love with my pistols (In love with that pistol)
In love with my bitch (Love with my bitch), I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch)
I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt), I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh)
I been thinkin' 'bout it (Been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah), finna cut off that bitch (Finna cut off that bitch, what? What?)
She don't cook, she don't clean (Damn, what? What?), but she want Ruth Chris (Slatt, slatt)
I don't even like to hug (To hug, hug), I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt)
I just pat her on the ass (What? What?), and tell her, "Good shit" (Slatt, what?)
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon')
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?), and shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)
I feel like we searched the instrumental version for a reason but thanks anyways
@@chaitenjaswal956Karaoke
Carti has the best beats :)
Intro]
What? What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
[Chorus]
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? Roll ten, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (What? What? What? Roll ten)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What? Let's go)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (What? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (Woah, what? What? What?)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (High), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah, woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, what?), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, yeah), woah (Yeah), woah (Yeah)
I'm way too high (Yeah, woah)
[Verse]
Wake up (Wake up, wake up, woah)
It's the first of the month (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (What? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (Woah, slatt, slatt)
I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (Woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (Pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?)
I make her scream when we fuck (Slatt, scrеam, suck it)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (Woah, huh, chop it and slidе)
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (Yeah, skrrt)
Can't fuck with nobody (What?), not even my shadow (Yeah, no one)
I got on Ed Hardy (What? What? What? What? What?), she got on stilettos (What?)
She my best friend (What? What?), yeah, we not a couple (What? What?)
She a rockstar (What? What? What?), she a sex symbol (What? What? What? Let's go)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
The way she do that shit (What? What? What?), she make it look simple (What? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (Yeah, what? Wanna do)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (Yeah, who? Who? Yeah)
Tell me everybody you took to this room (Who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (Baby, who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Yeah, who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (Bih', who?)
Can't trust no bitch (What? Bih', bih'), can't trust these niggas (Bih, bih')
Yeah, in love with my money (What? In love with my money), in love with my pistols (In love with that pistol)
In love with my bitch (Love with my bitch), I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch)
I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt), I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh)
I been thinkin' 'bout it (Been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah), finna cut off that bitch (Finna cut off that bitch, what? What?)
She don't cook, she don't clean (Damn, what? What?), but she want Ruth Chris (Slatt, slatt)
I don't even like to hug (To hug, hug), I don't even like to kiss (Slatt, slatt)
I just pat her on the ass (What? What?), and tell her, "Good shit" (Slatt, what?)
I just walked in my pad (Slatt), paparazzi at the fence (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (Red)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (What? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon')
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (Slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (What?), and shawty gon' roll up some shit (What?)
Bro y would u waste ur time writing that
@@michaelkey7275 copy paste
W instrumental
"Touchin the sky till I can't feel nothin." -playboy carti
When it came out of the school printer the wrong way lol
Thank you 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
is it just me or when u go to instrumentals and always the lyrics to the song that actually piss me off
WHAT 🕺🏻
TY about to make a song on bandlab
1:02 I don't drive R8s i don't like those............
I drive a daytona and I tinted the windows
Thanks
Carti Best Raper in The Adlips Man
for edit 💥💳💥💥
1:05 it started repeating again at this point i was confused if it was my laptop or idk
Pokemon evil team base type beat
Can I use this in my TH-cam video I will give you credit
Dope.
WEHHHHHHHHHH
Best part is “WHA”
For those that have ears let them hear our father God is coming back with his son Jesus that died on the cross years back and I’m not going to force you to worship but just know that Jesus will love you till the days John 3:15.,
bruh shut up
Amen
Sir this is a Wendy's
God does not have a son why does he need a son? God is almighty.
Its always been God the father, God the son, and God the holy spirit from the beginning of time so when you say God your addressing all 3 of them
This instrumental lyrics:
Wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha wha
1:17
This is technically not an instrumental bc if u remember is RAF playboi carti was featured in it but he only did Adlib😭
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4000th like
i ride with the
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bro i swear i know the beat but i dont know name
Nigga it’s in the name 😭
💀
@@datman620 dw he plays fortnite seriously lol
@@prodbykaji you just gotta bring it in here..
casual fortnite gamer
Playing this on 0.75 speed sounds dope for me
Wtf do u mean 💀
Lol
whae... whae... whae...
🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥playboi know how to do it
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Can we get a sped up version
1.75x speed makes it slap even harder
Can I get a download??
@wan6ted see I used mp3 but sadly your adopted
What? What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? Roll ten, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What? Roll ten)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What? Let's go)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah (high) woah (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah, woah (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah (yeah) woah (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, yeah) woah (yeah) woah (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, woah)
Wake up (wake up, wake up, woah)
It's the first of the month (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (what? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, woah)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (woah, slatt, slatt)
I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (woah, yeah, bitch, woah, woah, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?)
I make her scream when we fuck (slatt, scream, suck it)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (woah, huh, chop it and slide)
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (yeah, skrrt)
Can't fuck with nobody (what?) Not even my shadow (yeah, no one)
I got on Ed Hardy (what? What? What? What? What?) She got on stilettos (what?)
She my best friend (what? What?)
Yeah, we not a couple (what? What?)
She a rockstar (what? What? What?)
She a sex symbol (what? What? What? Let's go)
The way she do that shit (what? What? What?)
She make it look simple (what? What?)
The way she do that shit (what? What? What?)
She make it look simple (what? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (yeah, what? Wanna do)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (yeah, who? Who? Yeah)
Tell me everybody you took to this room (who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (baby, who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (yeah, who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (bih', who?)
Can't trust no bitch (what? Bih', bih') can't trust these niggas (bih, bih')
Yeah, in love with my money (what? In love with my money)
In love with my pistols (in love with that pistol)
In love with my bitch (love with my bitch)
I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch)
I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt)
I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh)
I been thinkin' 'bout it (been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah)
Finna cut off that bitch (finna cut off that bitch, what? What?)
She don't cook, she don't clean (damn, what? What?)
But she want Ruth Chris (slatt, slatt)
I don't even like to hug (to hug, hug)
I don't even like to kiss (slatt, slatt)
I just pat her on the ass (what? What?) And tell her, "Good shit" (slatt, what?)
I just walked in my pad (slatt) paparazzi at the fence (slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (red)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon')
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (what?) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (alright, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (woah, what? What? Slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (woah, what? Slatt, slatt)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Woah (blatt) woah (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, woah) woah, woah, woah (what?)
I'm way too high (yeah, woah) woah, woah, woah (what?)
I'm way too high (yeah, yeah, huh?) Woah, woah, woah (what?)
I'm way too high (what? What? What?)
What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
Why the pfp
Айтады “Оның қай жеріне қызықтың?” деп,
Менің өмірім, қайтесің мен үшін терлеп?
Қойдым жерлеп жүрегімді соқпайтын,
Ақыл айтатын көп, мөлшерден тыс оттайтын.
Өзіңді жоқтайтын ынтазар саған көңіл,
Ақша оны сүрлер, менің үстіме төгіл.
Бұның аты “өмір”, киноның аты солай,
Қарасаң шетінен көрермендерге оңай.
Байқасаң, бақытың сенің баянды болғай,
Жар болсын өзіңе Жаратқан жалғыз Құдай.
Тіршілік көзіндей қажет болдың ғой судай,
Төгіліп қолымнан ғайып болдың ғой будай.
Еріксіз қала берді ескірген мендік сезім,
Сабырға шақырады шыдамы біткен төзім.
Жетім болды сөзім, бағытына бармаған,
Қаңғырып қайда кетті өлеңдерім арнаған?
Қайырмасы: (x2)
Біздің махаббатымыз - бітпейтін мелодрамма,
Қоршаған адамдар, қаптаған голограмма.
Олардың сөздері - мағынасыз фонограмма,
Қоштасып барамыз, біздерде амал бар ма.
I agree
Shut up bruh
real🎉🎉
“weh” 😈
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? Roll ten, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What? Roll ten)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What? Let's go)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What?)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa(high) whoa (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa, whoa(yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa(yeah) whoa(yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, yeah) whoa (yeah) whoa (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, whoa)
Wake up (wake up, wake up, whoa)
It's the first of the month (slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
I brush my teeth and count up (what? Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, whoa)
I let my bitch roll my blunt (whoa, slatt, slatt)
I'm 'bout to dirty my cup (whoa, yeah, bitch, whoa, whoa, what?)
Pour up some lean and get stuck (pour it up, pour it up, pour it up, what?)
I make her scream when we fuck (slatt, scream, suck it)
I don't drive R8s, I don't like those (whoa, huh, chop it and slide)
I drive the Daytona and I tinted the windows (yeah, skrrt)
Can't fuck with nobody (what?) Not even my shadow (yeah, no one)
I got on Ed Hardy (what? What? What? What? What?) She got on stilettos (what?)
She my best friend (what? What?)
Yeah, we not a couple (what? What?)
She a rockstar (what? What? What?)
She a sex symbol (what? What? What? Let's go)
The way she do that shit (what? What? What?)
She make it look simple (what? What?)
The way she do that shit (what? What? What?)
She make it look simple (what? What?)
Baby, tell me what you wanna do (yeah, what? Wanna do)
Baby, tell me everybody you screw (yeah, who? Who? Yeah)
Tell me everybody you took to this room (who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fuck, fucked in this room (baby, who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (yeah, who? Who? Who?)
I gotta know who you fucked in this room (bih, who?)
Can't trust no bitch (what? Bih, bih) can't trust these niggas (bih, bih)
Yeah, in love with my money (what? In love with my money)
In love with my pistols (in love with that pistol)
In love with my bitch (love with my bitch)
I think she my bitch (I think she my bitch)
I know she suck dick (I know she suck dick, blatt)
I know she not shit (I know she not shit, huh, huh)
I been thinkin' 'bout it (been thinkin' 'bout it, yeah, yeah)
Finna cut off that bitch (finna cut off that bitch, what? What?)
She don't cook, she don't clean (damn, what? What?)
But she want Ruth Chris (slatt, slatt)
I don't even like to hug (to hug, hug)
I don't even like to kiss (slatt, slatt)
I just pat her on the ass (what? What?) And tell her, "Good shit" (slatt, what?)
I just walked in my pad (slatt) paparazzi at the fence (slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (red)
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what? Slatt, slatt, and shawty gon')
And shawty gon' roll up some shit (slatt)
I'm 'bout to pour up some red (what?) And shawty gon' roll up some shit (what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (alright, what?)
I told my boy, "Go roll like ten blunts for me" (what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? What?)
I'm tryna get high 'til I can't feel nothin' (whoa, what? What? Slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (what? What? What? Slatt, slatt)
I could fall out the sky and I still won't feel nothin' (whoa, what? Slatt, slatt)
I'm way too high (yeah, what?) Whoa (blatt) whoa (yeah)
I'm way too high (yeah, whoa) whoa, whoa, whoa (what?)
I'm way too high (yeah, whoa) whoa, whoa, whoa (what?)
I'm way too high (yeah, yeah, huh?) Whoa, whoa, whoa (what?)
I'm way too high (what? What? What?)
What? What? What?
I'm so high, man, I can't even feel shit
fwaeh
Free to use?
Travis Scott on this beat would be insane
0:41
É que tô ligado que essa droga te consome 2x ye ye
Yeah im about my Guap, I might never stop. And when I say I’m on yo head that means I’m on yo block up on yo porch. If you want the heat I’ll light you up I got the torch. We right down the street from the morgue, turn the scene morbid. You would not believe what I seen it’s like I lived in horror movie plots. Got a homie talkin bout how he got shot & he kinda exaggerating. But sometimes when u hear what they say that shit is fascinating
wheh wheh wheh like im playboy carti
Sounds like it samples unwound's we invent you
how did you make this?! (repeat first like 5 seconds?) Ad libs throw it off
wife forever
can I use this for my TH-cam video?
WAKE UP ITS THE FIRST OF THE MONTH 😂😂
Echo Vr lobby music be like:
Whe whe whe
I liked the part when he said "what"
damn
Make 2x 🥶🥶
Half speed 😲
sounds garbage
SMX Fr0st look up this song half speed it’s way better not use .5x
@@arthurlinderman9384 ok i will but im just finna say rn i dont really like slowed reverbed songs im here to get hype and i cant if its all slow paced
What you know about rollin' down in the deep?
When your brain goes numb, you can call that mental freeze
When these people talk too much, put that shit in slow motion, yeah
I feel like an astronaut in the ocean,
they told plessy just get off the train bro
they told plessy just get off the train bro
he asked them why, they said you're 1/8 black bro
he asked them why, they said you're 7/8 white bro
but plessy thought that that was really whack though
but plessy thought that that was really whack though
he went to court
he went to court
he went to court
he went to court
he went to court
get out
plessy didn’t argue
thought he would win with no doubt
the ones that could help were few
the cops just had to report
ferguson took it to court
with lawyer philip’s support
He don’t ride black trains, we dont need those
He rode the white train and got kicked out the window
lawyers fought all day, against jim crow laws
now we look back and examine all the court’s flaws
he got fined bro, yeah, a couple hundo
clueless what the costs are
or 20 days in jail
commite des citoyens
the way they pay his bills
comite des citoyens
the way they pay his bails
Justice, legalizes jim crow laws
Justice, makes a 60 year pause
making segregation last with no applause
1896 to 1954, what happen then
segregation ends in the court room
Resuming time like the 1933 Boom
cant trust no judge cant trust no judge
board versus education
they in love with freedom
in love with all men
wont happen again
with 13 and 14th ammend
Jim crow not the shxx
people thinkin about it.
finna cut off that jit
he dont win, he racist
we want equality
gotta give others a hug
and a stop segregation mug
courts legalize segregation
thats real bad shxx
but we stand as a nation, with an emancipation
and we ended all that shxx
and plessy has to pay no charge
and plessy has to pay no charge
and we ended all that shxx
and plessy has to pay no charge
they told plessy just get off the train bro
they told plessy just get off the train bro
he asked them why, they said you're 1/8 black bro
he asked them why, they said you're 7/8 white bro
but plessy thought that that was really whack though
but plessy thought that that was really whack though
he went to court
he went to court
he went to court
he went to court
he went to court
Lifechanging (Just like the case)
whole lotta red
yo bro did you get copywrited by this??
Nah
Who’s here from Notjustsayenx
What what what
Sexy ass beat istg
what what what
I be smoking Zaza but wait where my ops oh this pack boy you broke sit back dat shit you know dat shit wack my car to fast you will get gapped yo car to slow like its on flats just stop that cap you ain't bout dat yo people gone slide who told you that I'm bout to run up a tab then go flip the sack ima make that shit back x2 at that add foe to that bet you can't do that
hwheht
Jesus loves you
🙏🏽 amen❤️
0.75 speed
wha
I'm a dumbass but I know that Carti inner voices are confused during this song
Adlibs damn near ruined it. Not mad or hating just saying this should’ve just been the beat but that’s it thanks
This guy literally just looped the beginning
@@YOUNGFARTBUBBLES still sounds good
Ion drive R8'S I don't like thoseeee.
I hate Carti but this instrumental is fire af
Why
@@user-tayden he sounds like cat without balls
@@Klunzej the fuck
@@user-taydenhe’s right
@@Klunzej LoL
WHA WHA