blaowaowaow
Lyrics
Sip tea with your ties
Hands up
She like, let me know before you come in
It's knock, knock, who's there? It's ya boii get to jumpin'
Knock, Knock
She gonna let me know
Shit, I'll let you know
Mid life, midnight, mid-cough, mid-walk
I'm talking to a storm like, I adore you
Smallest hint of gray, I'm pourin' up
But then it's kinda messed up how we born into it
The more I thought about it, the more I love the thought of coming up
It make you go deep over words that we speak, is you one of them
Over heads go this beat, couple tweaks then we eat
Whole project in a week, you could do it too
All I'm sayin', its all in how you say it, be a home maker
Stake all that you honed for your homies for what's comin' when we make it
Yeah, yeah
Can you see it now, I can see it now, yeah
Soon to fade from what it cost to open doors up
Promise this the only thing I'm really sure of lately
Ain't been lost 'til you do it no socks
What's important to you? To me, it's the same as my pops
I'm asking why you quick to lean and don't rock
How's it you afford the green and still flop
It's supposed to make you better
It sound better when I smoke better
And no, no, no I can't settle
I do this all for the voice
Not mine, but the young who ain't even made it to their prime
Most these dudes need a God, got these, kids on a decline
If there's a God out there and you hear me, please help the weak by
This here verse for the universe
We can sip the tea with steep ties to feel alive
Hope you hear the echo
Echo, sip tea with your ties
This the frequency when you get it how you want
Do the decency to do it, just fess up when you're wrong
Ask yourself does it matter when your laying in the moss all lost
Yeah, yeah
This the frequency when you get it how you want
Do the decency to do it, just fess up when you're wrong
Ask yourself does it matter when your laying in the moss all lost
This the frequency when you get it how you want
Do the decency to do it, just fess up when you're wrong
Ask yourself, does it really matter when your laying in the moss all lost
So lost
Make love for what we make of this
What're you okay with taking from this
My hand up on the grain, I don't dip, I sail whips
What you make of this
What're you okay with taking from this
My hand up on the grain, I don't dip, I sail whips
What you make of this
Give a fuck if my wrist glisten
Yeah, yeah
Give a fuck if my wrist glisten
Pressure through this cone
Watchin' close for the signal
Watch close
Sip tea with your ties
Hands up
She like, let me know before you come in
It's knock, knock, who's there? It's ya boii get to jumpin'
Knock, Knock
She gonna let me know
Shit, I'll let you know
Mid life, midnight, mid-cough, mid-walk
I'm talking to a storm like, I adore you
Smallest hint of gray, I'm pourin' up
But then it's kinda messed up how we born into it
The more I thought about it, the more I love the thought of coming up
It make you go deep over words that we speak, is you one of them
Over heads go this beat, couple tweaks then we eat
Whole project in a week, you could do it too
All I'm sayin', its all in how you say it, be a home maker
Stake all that you honed for your homies for what's comin' when we make it
Yeah, yeah
Can you see it now, I can see it now, yeah
Soon to fade from what it cost to open doors up
Promise this the only thing I'm really sure of lately
Ain't been lost 'til you do it no socks
What's important to you? To me, it's the same as my pops
I'm asking why you quick to lean and don't rock
How's it you afford the green and still flop
It's supposed to make you better
It sound better when I smoke better
And no, no, no I can't settle
I do this all for the voice
Not mine, but the young who ain't even made it to their prime
Most these dudes need a God, got these, kids on a decline
If there's a God out there and you hear me, please help the weak by
This here verse for the universe
We can sip the tea with steep ties to feel alive
Hope you hear the echo
Echo, sip tea with your ties
This the frequency when you get it how you want
Do the decency to do it, just fess up when you're wrong
Ask yourself does it matter when your laying in the moss all lost
Yeah, yeah
This the frequency when you get it how you want
Do the decency to do it, just fess up when you're wrong
Ask yourself does it matter when your laying in the moss all lost
This the frequency when you get it how you want
Do the decency to do it, just fess up when you're wrong
Ask yourself, does it really matter when your laying in the moss all lost
So lost
Make love for what we make of this
What're you okay with taking from this
My hand up on the grain, I don't dip, I sail whips
What you make of this
What're you okay with taking from this
My hand up on the grain, I don't dip, I sail whips
What you make of this
Give a fuck if my wrist glisten
Yeah, yeah
Give a fuck if my wrist glisten
Pressure through this cone
Watchin' close for the signal
Watch close
Writer(s): Nikk D.
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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