Just a little bit of flex shit
Cause I thought of mixing
Up my game a little
Like Lebron on the pitch in the middle
And a ball in my hand when I spin that
I hope it hits the wicket
And this shit sound wicked
A bit of Jameson with the fam
You know we hitting that good good green green
Take a drag and then you pass
Nigga, Till we passing out
There ain't no other path
Baby why you just standing there
Come a little closer
Ill put some weed on your mouth
Next thing you know my homeboy Big B is laying on the couch
So I get out the corner
Cuz a girl be on his lap
High five the brother and then just take a minute
Cuz it aint always about that rap attack attack
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
And we're going, and we're going vroom
MJB crew, We're the niggas who knew
Shit dont come soon
We're in a coupe on the way to the moon
And its dark
And I see a shooting star
White girl and she aint that far
Leant in
For a better look
And our lips got hooked
Im shook, but she is not, and she hot damn!
Now she aint got a boyfriend and dont remember who your boy is
Cuz she is faded as f*ck
But I got a girl back home
So is my heart stoned if
We've been having problems lately
And I know its messed up true
But I aint got a clue
So can I have another doobie
And get out of this God-damned cube, Zoom!
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Hit me on that snap, snap
You know where we at, at
Shit went down at the after-party
Blame it on the double black
Hit me on that snap, snap
You know where we at, at
Shit went down at the after-party
Blame it on the double black
Yeah
I pumped up some apple sours
Now I'm so high I got superpowers
My main dude Vili is so pissed
He cant get out of a God-damned fire!
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Miles
We high Up!
Kaleido - The After Party Lyrics
Kaleido - The After Party Lyrics
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English
Just a little bit of flex shit
Cause I thought of mixing
Up my game a little
Like Lebron on the pitch in the middle
And a ball in my hand when I spin that
I hope it hits the wicket
And this shit sound wicked
A bit of Jameson with the fam
You know we hitting that good good green green
Take a drag and then you pass
Nigga, Till we passing out
There ain't no other path
Baby why you just standing there
Come a little closer
Ill put some weed on your mouth
Next thing you know my homeboy Big B is laying on the couch
So I get out the corner
Cuz a girl be on his lap
High five the brother and then just take a minute
Cuz it aint always about that rap attack attack
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
And we're going, and we're going vroom
MJB crew, We're the niggas who knew
Shit dont come soon
We're in a coupe on the way to the moon
And its dark
And I see a shooting star
White girl and she aint that far
Leant in
For a better look
And our lips got hooked
Im shook, but she is not, and she hot damn!
Now she aint got a boyfriend and dont remember who your boy is
Cuz she is faded as f*ck
But I got a girl back home
So is my heart stoned if
We've been having problems lately
And I know its messed up true
But I aint got a clue
So can I have another doobie
And get out of this God-damned cube, Zoom!
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Hit me on that snap, snap
You know where we at, at
Shit went down at the after-party
Blame it on the double black
Hit me on that snap, snap
You know where we at, at
Shit went down at the after-party
Blame it on the double black
Yeah
I pumped up some apple sours
Now I'm so high I got superpowers
My main dude Vili is so pissed
He cant get out of a God-damned fire!
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Miles
We high Up!
Cause I thought of mixing
Up my game a little
Like Lebron on the pitch in the middle
And a ball in my hand when I spin that
I hope it hits the wicket
And this shit sound wicked
A bit of Jameson with the fam
You know we hitting that good good green green
Take a drag and then you pass
Nigga, Till we passing out
There ain't no other path
Baby why you just standing there
Come a little closer
Ill put some weed on your mouth
Next thing you know my homeboy Big B is laying on the couch
So I get out the corner
Cuz a girl be on his lap
High five the brother and then just take a minute
Cuz it aint always about that rap attack attack
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
And we're going, and we're going vroom
MJB crew, We're the niggas who knew
Shit dont come soon
We're in a coupe on the way to the moon
And its dark
And I see a shooting star
White girl and she aint that far
Leant in
For a better look
And our lips got hooked
Im shook, but she is not, and she hot damn!
Now she aint got a boyfriend and dont remember who your boy is
Cuz she is faded as f*ck
But I got a girl back home
So is my heart stoned if
We've been having problems lately
And I know its messed up true
But I aint got a clue
So can I have another doobie
And get out of this God-damned cube, Zoom!
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Hit me on that snap, snap
You know where we at, at
Shit went down at the after-party
Blame it on the double black
Hit me on that snap, snap
You know where we at, at
Shit went down at the after-party
Blame it on the double black
Yeah
I pumped up some apple sours
Now I'm so high I got superpowers
My main dude Vili is so pissed
He cant get out of a God-damned fire!
Snapback time
Feeling the vibe
Yeah, we high up
Cameras be flashing
We're gone be stashing
We're going miles
Miles
We high Up!
Writer: Isaac Fernandes
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid