Stank On Me
Lyrics
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weeknd to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
It's sad to see
I'd rather be
On the road, on tour
Off a bean
Or off the lean, In Celine
With bad b's, in the scene
I feel SPRME
Hold up, listen, picture this
Wake up, gotta cop some drip
Got a bottle and some spliffs
On the way I take my hits
Go underground and hit the tube
By this time I've had two doobies
Stinking up the carriage, dank going stupid
Strangers looking at me
What?! Sue me
Couples girls grinning at me like groupies
You would think they ain't never smelt cookie
Oh wait, this my stop
Music bumping I don't wanna walk
So God dang high I might diddy bop
To the shops, walk in the mall and float to the top
Glide through the crowd like I'm on blades
I wouldn't feel like this off the haze
I did not come here to behave
But don't get it twisted I'm here to stay
Ferno you know I stay ever blazed
Ever blazed, ever blazed
Catch me rolling with dank on me
Strangers looking like, "you stank homie"
Niggas claiming that they mad at me
Man, you really just a fan of me
See my neck and they see clarity
Warp their mind into a fantasy
I'm the Weeknd to her Valerie
The way they hate, man it's sad to see
Writer(s): Glorie Lundeya, Olasubomi Taiwo
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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