Smoothies In 1991

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Yeah, off-top nigga, know what I'm sayin'?
 Yeah, damn
 And, bitch, don't check me, bitch, check the air quality
 Numbers, yeah
 Dysons and shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
 500 dollar fans and shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
 That's just on slight though, ya mean?
 Run that
 I was born in '91, product of the dope game
 50s, Camaros, Cuts when we swang
 Crack game, you don't even know the half
 The stress, livin' life so fast
 I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 Have you ever been so fly, bitches see
 And wanna come and choose on a P?
 Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 If they pull a nigga over, I might take another L
 I ain't really been the same since they killed my nigga Lil
 Ridin' with a ghost 40, 'case shit get real
 No phone, no Twitter, no 'Gram, just feel
 Posted in the trap, tell the niggas, "Yeedahee"
 Call of duty on me, niggas not robbin' me
 Left wrist on lottery, got cottage cheese
 I'm on win mode, bitch, there's no stoppin' me
 Gas up the motherfuckin' whip, now I'm scrapin'
 Coolin', movin', smokin' like Jamaican
 She shakin', dick so good, got her cravin'
 Remind me of this lil' bitch I had named Megan
 What's happenin'? Put the P aside, now I'm mackin'
 Stackin', yes, Lord, 'nother hundred thousand
 It's feelin' like a dream when I'm countin' up these band aids
 I coulda got a job, but instead I chose the fast lane
 Have you ever been so fly, bitches see
 And wanna come and choose on a P?
 Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin')
 It was a clear afternoon, the bitch wasn't cattin'
 We're on to the next, just me and my hammer
 I don't want no drama but I gotta stay ready
 Bought the lil' bitch some fish and spaghetti
 Met a bitch named (don't say it), met her in the town
 Took her to the crib and killed it on the couch
 Why you niggas always stressin' 'bout a punk rock bitch
 When your kids ain't even got no clothes that'll fit
 Have you ever been so fly, bitches see
 And wanna come and choose on a P?
 Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Bitch, I feel like I'm dreamin' (feel like I'm dreamin')
 Yeah, yeah, yeah, ayy (feel like I'm dreamin')
 I was born in '91, product of the dope game
 50s, Camaros, Cuts when we swang
 Crack game, you don't even know the half
 The stress, livin' life so fast
 I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 I'm dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), '91, '91, '91
 '91, '91, '91
 Now, nigga, when you see me hop out this motherfuckin' thang
 With them bust Daniels on it, don't be talkin', nigga
 You know what I'm sayin'?
 800 a shoe, bitch
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Duration
03:44
Key
9
Tempo
92 BPM

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