Holy Shit (MIXED) Lyrics

Holy Shit

She can't roll a blunt; I told her

Fold it, then you lick

Trying to hit the dance, roll your shoulder when you dip

Cold as the Dakotas, it gets frozen as a brick

Holy shit

I am not a shooter, but my Brodie hit that swish

Told him, Quit playing, homie

You should go legit

Tell him that it's lucrative and he could never quit

There's nothing I could do for him but help him move it

Quick

Paper trail on point

Can't be faking, I stay poised

I like make-up sex

Cause all the stress is making us behave like evolution never changes us

It's a celebration, she just came

And I turned into angel dust

What do the famous lust?

If it's all for entertainment, I can't make a fuss

A lot of y'all maintaining with cocaine and snuss

I got some day ones that I aim to trust

Fate has got a light that's heading straight for us

Holy Shit

She can't roll a blunt; I told her

Fold it, then you lick

Trying to hit the dance, roll your shoulder when you dip

Cold as the Dakotas, it gets frozen as a brick

You could hear me harmonizing

On your Harmon Kardon

I just dunk it like I'm Hardon

I be moving like I'm pardoned

I just whwat

When I am duly departed

They'll be missing me

Like faces on a carton

Major key for what I'm parking

Pushing P to get it started

Rest in peace to all my problems, wassup?

'Round seventeen I got it started

Making beats, they always thought I was nuts

Hold my drink

'Bout to hit this dance while I'm rolling off the pink

She ain't say a word but I know just what she thinks

I'm not a shrink

I just double-down after working out the kinks

Holy Shit

She can't roll a blunt; I told her

Fold it, then you lick

Trying to hit the dance, roll your shoulder when you dip

Cold as a Dakota, it gets frozen as a brick

Holy shit

I am not a shooter, but my Brodie hit that swish

Told him, Quit playing, homie

You should go legit

Tell him that it's lucrative and he could never quit

There's nothing I could do for him but help him move it

Quick