Distance (feat. Jak Denny)
Yung Phazo
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I turn a dime to a dollar Makaveli, pack two in the joggers Call of Duty, Gta'ing the guala Gucci everything except for the 'yagas Gucci everything except for the wristwatch Play with grown money while all of these kids watch I fucked a bitch that I met off of TikTok Pop me a bean and get ready for liftoff Stay in yo lane before I get you crisscrossed Exotic my product I might get yo bitch locked Ain't no doubt about it I'm flipping a hit, yeah Then forgot about it and hit me a lick, yeah How you so broke that a doctor couldn't fix ya Codeine aroma I smell like prescripture Left out the back of the back you just missed us Smoking on pack in the Bach getting distance In the cut counting money with 4 hands Got it off from a dime and made more bands VVS up on my wrist my heart frozen Higher power I'm smoking on potent Me and the devil are stuck in a slow dance Me and my demons be sipping on Codeine Selling to the Kids Next Door gave em codenames Bags gassed up off off on the propane I'm in the club with yo bitch, uh 40 all over my wrist, ya Hop outta the coup then I lift off Got me geeking got X in my system Hennessy set aside for yo sister Running bands in the back of the Sprinter Give me some Act' for the muhfuckin' Fanta I'm going ghost in the coup, Danny Phantom Beat up the box got a link for the scammers She a bad bitch but I bet she a bandit I got so high that it got out of handin' In the school zone I been smoking on sandman In the two door got it off of a Xanax Out of space in the coup I ain't plan it Out of space in the coup I ain't plan it Out of space in the coup I ain't plan it Hold on, BB on me hold the Chrome Heart Double up for the love of the Wokhardt Wiz Khalifa the car do a hotbox In the trap back to back going nonstop Hands on my chain lil bitch getting caught up I'm in the lab doing shit they ain't thought of Outta the mud that's just how I was brought up I turn a dime to a dollar Makaveli, pack two in the joggers Call of Duty, Gta'ing the guala Gucci everything except for the 'yagas Gucci everything except for the wristwatch Play with grown money while all of these kids watch I fucked a bitch that I met off of TikTok Pop me a bean and get ready for liftoff Stay in yo lane before I get you crisscrossed Exotic my product I might get yo bitch locked Ain't no doubt about it I'm flipping a hit, yeah Then forgot about it and hit me a lick, yeah How you so broke that a doctor couldn't fix ya Codeine aroma I smell like prescripture Left out the back of the back you just missed us Smoking on pack in the Bach getting distance Turn me a ten to a hunnid, no frontin' Key to the streets gotta start with a button Got some lean on the seats so I went bought another Leave the bitch on her knees let her knowing when I'm coming Got so much dope I gave some to my cousin Way too much smoke in the room when I walk in Big body Beamer don't know where to park it Got tired of perkies I'm popping an Oxy She got a thing for designer I got a thing for the bling and the diamonds Slept through the flight on the way to the islands Touchdown, and I still was the highest Bussin down on my wrist on narcotics VIP sipping lean where you finds us Outer space smoking dope with the pilots Everyday we get high so don't mind us Gassing up everyday mixing chemicals To the face everyway with the medical Got her going both ways she so flexible When I die bury me in a skeletal Fresh to death in a Hellcat I'm heaven sent Gucci snakes on my body I'm venomous Feel like Gotti, I hit bitch I never miss Pop a xanny as soon as I'm in the 'vette Yessuh Line it up for me I'm up now Got a hollowed out bible for rundowns You ain't know what I mean come and find out Uh huh Don't stop now Way too sick start a lockdown Ain't no telling what's gonna happen when I pop out Come and find out, how you like me now I turn a dime to a dollar Makaveli, pack two in the joggers Call of Duty, Gta'ing the guala Gucci everything except for the 'yagas Gucci everything except for the wristwatch Play with grown money while all of these kids watch I fucked a bitch that I met off of TikTok Pop me a bean and get ready for liftoff Stay in yo lane before I get you crisscrossed Exotic my product I might get yo bitch locked Ain't no doubt about it I'm flipping a hit, yeah Then forgot about it and hit me a lick, yeah How you so broke that a doctor couldn't fix ya Codeine aroma I smell like prescripture Left out the back of the back you just missed us Smoking on pack in the Bach getting distance
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