FUMES Lyrics

Come into my crib imma sell you some

If you don't believe the weight come and peek the scale

You can hit me up on wifi or cellular

Yeah it Don't really matter how I make the sale

Say it to my face if you gon say some

I'm stressed out Vape fumes in my lungs

Shorty fucking on me like she trynna rape some

Pourin up drank in my whip till I'm slumped

Tired of the room

Let's pull up to the bar get some drinks and hit the roof

Shorty acting saucy she be sippin on that goose

Whippin in the car I got drugs we gotta scoop

Yeah

Girl what do you think, girl what do you do

You should make my phone ring you should hit me up soon

I hate that I love, n' I hate that you're rude

Do I really hate love or do I really hate you

Come into my crib imma sell you some

If you don't believe the weight come and peek the scale

You can hit me up on wifi or cellular

Yeah it Don't really matter how I make the sale

Focus on grinding up the green my love

Molly got me grinding all my teeth all up

I'm so plastered I can barely even speak my love

Oh no my whole fuckin team on drugs

Say it to my face if you gon say some

I'm stressed out Vape fumes In my lungs

Shorty fucking on me like she trynna rape some

Pourin up drank in my whip till I'm slumped

It's a shame what I do for da drugs

If you felt how I felt you would do the same

Crashed my car into a rock cause I whip it drunk

My jeans are full of problems pockets full of drank