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    [Verse 1]
    Standin' on the couches blowin' on some ounces
    Shit from out the country can't even pronounce it
    Another 100k I got that all from tourin'
    Throw it in the air just to let 'em know I'm ballin'
    Get the hotel treat it like it's residential
    Classic wit no diamonds in my presidential
    Take a look at me and you can tell I'm paid
    Makin' all these faces no Stevie J
    Smokin' weed, my hoodie and my leather on
    I got a mill, just need some shit to bet it on
    I got some tree to smoke so they gon' let us burn
    The waitress bringin' bottles I'm just yellin', "Church! "
    Standin' on the couches blowin' on some grass
    These niggas talkin' shit, but hate'll never last
    Look at my section, VIP we showin' class
    Kush in every joint Pierre Jouet in every glass

    [Hook] x2
    You know I'm about that shit
    Niggas hatin' every day that's why they doubt that shit
    If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
    And I never ever leave the crib without that shit

    [Verse 2]
    You know I'm about that
    Ain't never worried 'bout fallin' off cause I'mma bounce back
    Uh, where yo ounce at?
    You talkin' 'bout your fuckin' car, but where the house at?
    Yea, I'm gettin cheese though
    Walk up in the club they treat me like I'm Nino
    Uh, sippin' Moet
    Got a couple cars that I ain't even drove yet
    Yea, where's the champaign?
    Told my jeweler put some diamonds in my damn ring
    Club lookin' dry, I make it rain for 'em
    Face another drink, call that a brainstorm
    Tatted from my feet up, VIP we meet up
    Gotta pour some liquor, gotta roll some weed up
    Then fill our face we get our plates and eat up
    Keep bringin' ace this ain't a race
    But if it was we'd be first place

    [Hook] x2
    You know I'm about that shit
    Niggas hatin' every day that's why they doubt that shit
    If we smokin' need a ounce of that shit
    And I never ever leave the crib without that shit

    [Outro]
    Yeah, make sure you get your tickets
    To the 2050 tour, come get your lungs right
    Leave that? weed at the crib
    Real shit this is the hottest rap tour
    Since Jay-Z and them niggas was on the road
    On the Hardknock Life Tour and shit like that
    Shout out to all the fans man, buyin' all the merch
    Makin' sure they front row at the show, I see y'all
    Make sure you check out ONIFC man, December 4th
    We ain't gon' let y'all down
    Got exactly what you've been waiting for
    Smokin' the biggest cookie joint I ever had in my life
    And that's for me and you to know
    It's Cabin Fever 2, Taylor Gang or die
    Shout out to them Taylors man, the real Taylors man
    December 4th

    Letra enviada por Diogo Souza
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