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room 33 - ji beats lyrics

(hook)
no smoking in the studio, but it’s lookin’ like a smokers lounge
how the f*ck this n*gga spill his d*mn drank on the f*ckin’ couch?
500 milligrams of st. ides, i gotta sit down
i just took a shot of don julio’s, i don’t sip brown

200 for the sh*t, i’m rockin’ gallery department
i’m tryna dodge 12, got some sh*t up in the glove compartment
how you say you livin’ lavish, but you live in apartment?
ain’t no smokin’ in the studio, so i brought the wax cartridge

(hook)
no smokin’ in the studio, but it’s lookin’ like a smokers lounge
how the f*ck this n*gga spill his d*mn drank on the f*ckin’ couch?
500 milligrams of st. idеs, i gotta sit down
i just took a shot of don julio’s, i don’t sip brown

(verse: ji)
i got a three hour drive just so i can gеt to hollister
100 down the freeway, i had to lie to the officer
i just took eighth of shrooms, now i feel like a philosopher
i just cloned another card, now i feel like an imposter
(verse: adam g03)
all of this drip, all on my body
never f*ckin’ cared about a f*ckin’ shortie
tell em on my baby, all of the waves
never f*ckin’ cared, now i’m in a daze
awful lot of cough syrup, all on my body
my baby tells me i do it best
when i’m hittin’ it from the f*ckin’ back
i’m ready to f*ckin attack

i’m a f*ckin’ dog
you f*ckin’ know
i’m ready for the motherf*ckin’ show
when i’m in downtown l.a
you know i’m all in a daze
chillin’ by the motherf*ckin’ sunet boulevard
always actin’ motherf*ckin’ a foolie

yeah, yeah, yeah, know, it’s a
motherf*ckin’ good day still
when i’m f*ckin’ poppin’ perks
i feel like i’m all f*ckin’ drugged
i love it so much
i’m chillin’ in the motherf*ckin’ stu
actin’ a motherf*ckin’ fool
chillin’ on the motherf*ckin’ mic
yeah, you know my man bones
just walked in with that motherf*ckin’ domino’s
so i’ma motherf*ckin’ hop off the mic
peace, b*tch
(hook)
no smoking in the studio, but it’s lookin’ like a smokers lounge
how the f*ck this n*gga spill his d*mn drank on the f*ckin’ couch?
500 milligrams of st. ides, i gotta sit down
i just took a shot of don julio’s, i don’t sip brown

(verse: ji)
five or six pigs across the street, it’s lookin’ like a d*mn farm
i just spent a five or six piece with my jeweler on this charm
tryna reach for this sh*t, lil’ n*gga, you ain’t gon’ get far
d*mn this sh*t ain’t kickin’ in, sh*t, i think i need to take a bar
200 for the sh*t, i’m rockin’ gallery department
i’m tryna dodge 12, got some sh*t up in the glove compartment
how you say you livin’ lavish, but you live in apartment?
ain’t no smokin’ in the studio, so i brought the wax cartridge

(hook)
no smokin’ in the studio, but it’s lookin’ like a smokers lounge
how the f*ck this n*gga spill his d*mn drank on the f*ckin’ couch?
500 milligrams of st. ides, i gotta sit down
i just took a shot of don julio’s, i don’t sip brown

(outro)
i got a three hour drive just so i can get to hollister
100 down the freeway, i had to lie to the officer
i just took eighth of shrooms, now i feel like a philosopher
i just cloned another card, now i feel like an imposter

- ji beats lyrics

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