Sweats My Dress Code ft. Ru-OK & Taylor Graves Lyrics

Oh me oh my, shit is so stressful! My street so

Empty, I’m lookin' out the window, but I can’t

Go outside I just wanna let go, I’m playin' nin-

Tendo, now sweats my dress code, ay, hurtin' my

Dollar signs, fuckin’ up the cash flow now, I’m

Lookin' at the e-mails, like where dafuq my bag go

Huh?! Ay

Close my eyes_i just wanna let go, but I ain’t gotta

Dress up, now sweats my dress code, ay

Nothing but sunny skies you gotta be

Kidding me, I just wanna

Ride my skateboard n unleash the kid in me, ac-

Cess denied I guess I’ll rip the beats, yea I like

Having extra time but a nigga can’t live for free, uh

Somebody told me 2020 was gon' be

Special, you make it thru

This one, n you’ll be successful

Waffle fries, ice cream with the

Drizzle on it ay I'm layin' on the

Sofa now while I’m eatin' on pretzels, yeh ay

Ima be thiiiccc by the

Time I leave yeh, I might need a

Workout, I’ll work on my chest now, I’m doing my

Reps now, young nigga got all this stress I’m doing my

Best now, but it’s like a swine flu remix 2.0

West nile, no we are not shaking hands give dat shit a

Rest now, we bumpin’ elbows now! I’m burning my

Clothes now! Yeh that’s kinda drastic ain’t it but thas how it

Goes down, lysol spray you hoes down like whoah now

Oh me oh my, shit is so stressful! My street so

Empty, I’m lookin' out the window, but I can’t

Go outside I just wanna let go, I’m playin' nin-

Tendo, now sweats my dress code, ay, hurtin' my

Dollar signs, fuckin’ up the cash flow now, I’m

Lookin' at the e-mails, like where dafuq my bag go

Huh?! Ay

Close my eyes_i just wanna let go, but I ain’t gotta

Dress up, now sweats my dress code, ay

Lap top, cell phone, my only telescope to the world

You’d think from my dress code that my moniker was earl. These sweats tho, so stressful and my toddler want to plaaayay

It ain’t the weekend her lil' head peeks in, "Why's daddy home today?" "Well, the markets' went crash, now daddy’s on his ass

Tryna make this pay; can’t hit the restaurants no more just the

Drive thru at chick-fil-aaayay..."

Hey. Ay! Time to tighten up the drawstrings, looks like the

Spring wrote off - survive thru the summer, and we’ll

See what the fall brings - bang bang

Oh me oh my, shit is so stressful! My street so

Empty, I’m lookin' out the window, but I can’t

Go outside I just wanna let go, I’m playin' nin-

Tendo, now sweats my dress code, ay, hurtin' my

Dollar signs, fuckin’ up the cash flow now, I’m

Lookin' at the e-mails, like where dafuq my bag go

Huh?! Ay

Close my eyes_i just wanna let go, but I ain’t gotta

Dress up, now sweats my dress code, ay

You know that my sweater's the dress code

Wonderin' where did the checks go

Fuckin' around with the flex though

Quarantine with the rest now

Some of us wish we were blessed now

At home havin' sex now

Some of us ain't got the symptom

Runnin' 'round dick drippin'

They lockin' us down in my state

All of my payments is late

None the stores got chicken

Niggas done bought all the steak

I hope I don't run out of toilet paper

'cus all the stores sold out

I'm stuck in my hood now

Trying not to freak out—