Search results for 'eighth rest'

She Said what you doin for the rest of the night
I hope this eighth gone last the rest of the night
She said the cakes gone have to rest for the night

I ate now I want eight
Now it's like Kobe in his eighth
Smoke an eighth throw the rest in the safe
Niggas fake saying have a blessed day
Knowing damn

plans
Baby you caught me from the blindside
When I'm with you everything's alright
Now all that I wanna give you
Is the rest of my life
Eighth month your

eleven Ambiens
I take the cake till I'm laid to rest, an eighth a day for my pain & stress
I laid to waste the baseless claims that my place has not been

and the rest of them hate
Some of your exes slept with your mates, chop
Feel like Henry the Eighth
No long ting, bruv, send me the weight
Some show love

(ok)
Bite out your back and they smile
High off the pack in the clouds (what)
80 a eighth it was loud
Rest in peace Reemo we proud
This one for Jeezy

might to put them down
The People fought and won the day
So now they had an eighth
In which to rest and play

Who said that gambling never paid, who said

take it with me

Replace the breaks
Oil the chain
An engine idles in the driveway

Put pencil to the page
An outline to trace
Deep rest and a dotted

that we needed you
(No we don't, yeah) never needed you
I had to repeat it too (yeah) psymun

The great beyond, face to palms
I just need an eighth, I'm

Magician my eyes
The rest on the side
Fuck a combined
Bitches the powder to burn
Killing the bitches it grew from the earth
Baking my pot and I give it

I be known to smoke shit on a day to day basis
Nasty styles infinite the mothafuckin' eighth lit
I won't even look a bitches way if she basic
I won't

tripping on the low
I don't really know where I should go
Now I got an eighth but I had an O
So I went to get high smoke the rest alone
Tell me cause I don't

Sugar Wraith

Post Malone

Beerbongs & Bentleys

2018

I started with an eighth, alright (alright)
And then I went and changed my life (my life)
I might take out the Wraith tonight (tonight)
Put your

Lord let all the stars align
Lord let all the stars align

I just rolled me up an eighth
Couple blunts I'm feeling fine 
Want to know how success

worship fake gods
I deal

When the money callin
Never let it rang
Whatchu need I got it
Prolly sell it by the eighth
Mr.Workaholic
Always make the play
Mr.

(Hello?)
I just got an eighth and a pint
Still feeling like it’s light
I could do this shit all night
She said she don’t wanna fight
I just got

to FaceTime
Out in outer space, just took an eighth
It's like the eighth time
Whipping in the kitchen, cooking shit, I'm having bake time
The evening is my

Lil nigga you can't tell me what that weight worth
Started flipping yea I started wit an eighth first
Not no weed yea I'm talking bout them Caine

to spare some time
For my rest be felt like pension time
My first day, I enjoy that much
But the rest gonna suck like an eighth-round fuck.
I get bored with

with the world at my back and a eigth in my jeans
Muhfucka I was 18 blowin' loud in the street give a damn bout police
Muhfucka I was 18 constantly

to bang a eighth a nick
How it started it was basic shit
Just praying play to play to hit
Was fucking with a basic bitch
All people change just play

you sleep
Afraid you'll stop breathing
My baby's on his eighth life, darling
Staying with him till the morning

You're like crack to me, so fun I can't

Dev you spazzed on this shit

I'm faded off drugs
Tryna drown all my pain
Yeah I'm starting to tweak

I'm coppin' a eighth
And a perc and a bone

sleeve
Put a eighth up in that wood
You smell the drugs when I breathe
JUST know You
Perfectly Imperfect
And I love what I see
Put Chanel all on ya purse