Letras
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Look, when you give me you that late night text don't stress it
I'll be there in a second and we're smoking indoor
Old school love throw a rock your window
Committing for me seems scary
So I keep that girl on a tip toes
Precaution I can't be misled
Double up we're riding Akimbo
We both got pain I can't complain
Your address still saved in Waze
She wanna link up and smoke
I've been rolling all day
I said, "I'll chill with the weed"
But I find my self with a morning J
Me and her watching it fall in place
Smooth we never had awkward phase, let's go
Judge you from your hair down to your hem
Hate behind your back
But you know that you got them
Smiling to your face
You've got everybody staring
(Mm, mm, mm)
Yeah
Look and you walk in the room and everyone looks
We're almost outta the hood, smoking kush
The good days feel so good
Girl, you are an open book and you open legs
I'll trek from east to west, it ain't no stress
I said what I said
Baby steps and you get the handbag baby blue
If you're making sense they'll judge you
From your hair to your hand, you got some nice nails on yours
Turn around, show me that you care about man
Of course, if you keep it real I might hit that raw
If love is a war, I'll draw for the sword
We smoke indoors, you got the highest price on the store
Just leave those tights on the floor, let's go
Judge you from your hair down to your hem
Hate behind your back
But you know that you got them
Smiling to your face
You've got everybody staring
(Mm, mm, babe)