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letra de i'm on - nafe smallz

[intro]
(cage got that cold)
yo, it’s that zone sh-t, never no ho sh-t, b-tch
(yo, eight)
we reportin’ live from the ozone (it’s up, glee, ooh)

[verse 1]
any time we hit the zone, sh-t way over ten (it’s up)
ain’t know if she wanna go now we just go again (f-ck)
all this weed and alcohol we indulgin’ in (smoke)
said she really with the sh-ts, girl, come and show me then (come and show me)
steppin’ out, i got it on, yeah, that new spill (spill)
love my n-ggas from the o, they keep it too real (gone)
ain’t n0body make it out, sh-t, this that blue pill (yeah)
if i don’t run through all that money, tell me, who will? (will?)

[chorus]
facеtime cool but i’m tryna see that sh-t in real life (ooh)
f-ck a jimmy, wanna know just what that p-ssy feel likе (ah)
i don’t need another whip, but f-ck it, i’ma still buy it
say she hate the smell of weed, she hit that blunt, she still high (smoke)
coke sales, hit the phone, tryna find out where it’s live (yeah)
i’m in paris crushin’ cali, you f-ckin’ up my high (you is)
if it’s henny, then it’s henny, take the wheel, don’t wanna drive
told me she can’t fit it all inside her mouth, but she lied
[bridge]
yeah, that b-tch lyin’ (why she lyin’?)
she lyin’
she lyin’ whilst twerkin’ -rs-

[verse 2]
uptown, used to get it by the store, i’m up now (lit)
vvs in every piece, she know i keep it bust down (glee)
this a pj, so i f-ck before i even touch down (buh)
got too f-cked up off these drugs, hardly gave her one round
ecstacy, take that, make her come alive
h-lla weed, hardly see you ’cause they’re squintin’ up my eyes
find it hard in here to breathe, all the cali in the clouds
with the bosses, talkin’ profits and some losses, never frown

[chorus]
facetime cool but i’m tryna see that sh-t in real life (ooh)
f-ck a jimmy, wanna know just what that p-ssy feel like (ah)
i don’t need another whip, but f-ck it, i’ma still buy it
say she hate the smell of weed, she hit that blunt, she still high (smoke)
coke sales, hit the phone, tryna find out where it’s live (yeah)
i’m in paris crushin’ cali, you f-ckin’ up my high (you is)
if it’s henny, then it’s henny, take the wheel, don’t wanna drive
told me she can’t fit it all inside her mouth, but she lied

- nafe smallz

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