234 ft. Dean Athallah Lyrics

Wait, better believe me when I say

This ain't over (this ain't over)

Afraid don't want to complicate(afraid)

But I ain't what you say (whatchu say, whatchu say)

I'm not sober

The 234 got me passed out (passed out)

Lying in the shower with a black gown (black gown)

Wanna keep staring till I see my phony face frown

Why you acting like your money safe now

(It ain't safe now, woo)

This shit too much, its too much

Hurry up and move don't bunch (don't bunch)

Every time I go insane

You always tryna rep my name

(Stay away, I ain't mellow)

You tryna talk about the knicks

I've been laying off the nics

I've been feeling like a bum ass bitch

Why you tryna do me like this

Ball a fist, here we go, yeah

(Bro this shit light as fuck)

(Boutta send me to the moon with this shit bro)

Feeling like a trip, yea

30 thousand for a sip

Tobacco and it's stiff

Dunno the conversations that we left off

Fumes in my head drifting off I'm in a smokescreen

E30 945, bitch I'm styling got a rose gleam

Circle tighter in the nosebleeds

Out here busting my teeth

Moving like I'm a freak, eyes sag in repeat

Never thought it was bleak, no

Imaginations triumph

Finna blow off with them sticks (sticks)