Club Lights

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Yung bruno

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Club lights boring, had to eat some beans
Smoke, lungs sticky, I been high, can't breathe
And you better stay back, I ain't touching no fiend
Got some shoes and I bought new ones, just to get them clean
Club lights boring, had to eat some beans
Smoke, lungs sticky, I been high, can't breathe
And you better stay back, I ain't touching no fiend
Got some shoes and I bought new ones, just to get them clean
Fat pack, roll it, had to sag my pants
Big Benz rolling, get the dope like Lance
I don't f*ck around, spending hundreds on sedans
Always make fire, only payments in advance
Chilling in the stu', couple homies on the mention
Running low on zaza, gotta hit the fucking merchant
Stop your mouth from running, bitch you been sounding impertinent
Give me any beat, like 21 you know I'll murder it
Real ones know the feeling
When you lay back, when you spark up, chilling
Hit the damn pen, motherfucker be blinking
I'm moving so icy, like Titanic you'll be sinking, ay
Bitch, where we at, outside
Hop inside the 'Rari, take that shit for a ride
Always fucking speeding, I'ma get there on time
Coco in a briefcase, it's a white collar crime
Spiderman coupe, only travel in two's
Got too damn hot, so I lost the damn roof
That's a million dollar smile, got no gold tooth
But it's hella fucking crowns, I got kings in my crew
Club lights boring, had to eat some beans
Smoke, lungs sticky, I been high, can't breathe
And you better stay back, I ain't touching no fiend
Got some shoes and I bought new ones, just to get them clean
Club lights boring, had to eat some beans
Smoke, lungs sticky, I been high, can't breathe
And you better stay back, I ain't touching no fiend
Got some shoes and I bought new ones, just to get them clean
Ride around without my fucking brain
I speak Spanish, way I'm talking to cocaine
Bitch, you Tom Collins, sweeter than sugar cane
And your ass get stomped, you gon' be talking to my Jays
Tryna leave the drugs out, but I'm feeling all the same
Only used her mouth so I done left after I came
I be going through shit, but I put the P in pain
Try see what I look like when I'm wearing all my chains
Yeah I'm feeling that, feeling that dope now
Shit got me going slo-mo
Yeah I'm feeling that, feeling that 'course now
I could never love no hoe
Spinning out the tires on the road
You ain't gonna reach me, I ain't picking up the phone
You ain't gonna teach me, I'ma find out on my own
I be on the freeway until sundown, all alone
Getting what you want, you ain't gon' catch me saying please
Want a Lamborghini, need the Lamborghini keys
I been stacking hunnas so I'm steady counting G's
When I'm fucking dead that means it was the time to leave
Club lights boring, had to eat some beans
Smoke, lungs sticky, I been high, can't breathe
And you better stay back, I ain't touching no fiend
Got some shoes and I bought new ones, just to get them clean
Club lights boring, had to eat some beans
Smoke, lungs sticky, I been high, can't breathe
And you better stay back, I ain't touching no fiend
Got some shoes and I bought new ones, just to get them clean

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