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letra de youth - jvtree

[chorus] x2
high in this whip we cruisin’
don’t try this sh-t at home
i’m sippin’ something boozin’
smokin’, kush is my cologne

high in the whip we cruisin’
don’t try this sh-t at home
i’m sippin’ somethin boozin’
smokin’, kush yeah smokin kush yeah

[verse 1]
this that backroad country cruising music what you doin
glynwood out to buckland holden
kenwoods bumpin while i’m rollin
twist dat good da blunt look golden
seat leaned back like the whip was stolen
beat gon slap
my feet gon tap
and we gon rap
till they hear this poem
fly in this b-tch we zoomin
burn one while we p-ss patron
i know my people human
sometimes we feel all alone
so we go dumb, go stupid
we go crazy, off the ropes
i’ve seen my god, the devil
angels, demons, crossing roads
i’ve seen my mom disheveled
thinking i was coming home
from a long night out
nope not right now
got weed, got drank
my life a cliche
my girl told me take it easy
too young, too dumb, too sleazy
true playa, i know it’s cheesy
party so much you won’t believe me

[pre-chorus]
high in this whip mm, yeah, mm, mm, mm
yeah, mm, mm, mm, yeah
high in this whip mm, yeah, mm, mm, mm
yeah, mm, mm, mm, yeah
high in this whip mm, yeah, mm, mm, mm
yeah, mm, mm, mm, yeah
high in this whip, yeah in this whip, yeah in this whip like yeah

[chorus] x2
high in this whip we cruisin’
don’t try this sh-t at home
i’m sippin’ something boozin’
smokin’, kush is my cologne

high in the whip we cruisin’
don’t try this sh-t at home
i’m sippin’ somethin boozin’
smokin’, kush yeah smokin kush yeah

[verse 2]
i live my life on the edge
mix my sprite with whiskey dark
i miss never being stressed
just skate with preston to the park
know these lame f-cks boutta hate but that’s cause they ain’t got no heart
jacob wake up bake up make up rap songs just to play my part
drivin these backroads since i was a teen
got my tobacco my drink and my weed
i’m such an -ssh0l- i f-ck her then leave
to go hang with the homies and f-ck up my sleep
one, two, 3 in the morning i ain’t even yawnin i’m way up
eatin the p-ssy, bodega ya
my pullout game be 100 like jenga
i know these playas be salt like a shaker
i spent my youth high with zb in quaker
hop in da coupe put some tree in a paper
got one in my pack cause i’ll need it for later
go dumber than drax when i jump in the jack a true playa gon mack all around the equator
freakin your girl like i’m freakin a black then you takin her back because i will not save her

[chorus] x2
high in this whip we cruisin’
don’t try this sh-t at home
i’m sippin’ something boozin’
smokin’, kush is my cologne

high in the whip we cruisin’
don’t try this sh-t at home
i’m sippin’ somethin boozin’
smokin’, kush yeah smokin kush yeah

- jvtree

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