See after drinking champagne all night
Never worry bout a damn thing, y'all might
Homie I'm on my level, yeah
I'm on my level, yeah
I'm on my level, yeah
I'm on my level, yeah
So I'mma take one shot to the brain
And I order three more shots
I'm going in, aye

1 verse and hook and then this track gets boring

this album was fun

Those hoes follow like twitter

Nigga

Rolling Papers a summertime pop-rap classic

Getting demolished to this one is a core memory

Many memories attached to this album

I ain't gon' flex, I'm not gon' front
You know if I ball, then we all gon' stunt

Simpler times

I miss Wiz

🐐