Dizzy Wright - Read The Room Lyrics

Slidin' and Grindin'

Still tryna learn how to read the room
We in the playoffs going up, get the brooms
The homies only off weed and mushrooms
Celebrating like the nineteenth of June
Still tryna learn how to read the room
We in the playoffs going up, get the brooms
The homies only off weed and mushrooms
Celebrating like the nineteenth of June

If you got bad vibes don't come around us
I be blocking out the noise
Turn the sound up
Dap it up with all my brothers
Do the shake for 'em
He tryna be somеone he not
Somebody pray for him
Doing numbеrs so you know I need a lot now
This a family situation, don't get socked out
Me and mine, we don't like to cross lines
I'm fine, feeling like Kyrie in his prime
I'm

Still tryna learn how to read the room
We in the playoffs going up, get the brooms
The homies only off weed and mushrooms
Celebrating like the nineteenth of June
Still tryna learn how to read the room
We in the playoffs going up, get the brooms
The homies only off weed and mushrooms
Celebrating like the nineteenth of June

I'll smoke a blunt of the
Worst weed ever grown
'for I let a bitch tell me what to do
(You dirty bitch)
I be saying wild shit but it be true
(I don't think y'all niggas hear me man
Look) i'll smoke a blunt of the
Worst weed ever grown
'for I let a bitch tell me what to do
(You can't stop me)
I be saying wild shit but it be true
(Watch your ass out)
That's on everything nigga, talk to 'em

Big steppin' to the bread full fledge
But my podna been struggling and
Living on the edge
Quit letting that shit go over your head
That you got niggas that love you
We'll paint the whole city all red
He don't wanna ask who instead
You just dealing with the uncomfortable
Nights in your bed
Real niggas only wanna work for the bread
All that other shit is dead, I see that you

Still tryna learn how to read the room
We in the playoffs going up, get the brooms
The homies only off weed and mushrooms
Celebrating like the nineteenth of June
Still tryna learn how to read the room
We in the playoffs going up, get the brooms
The homies only off weed and mushrooms
Celebrating like the nineteenth of June