Smoothies In 1991

(album: Out The Trunk - 2019)

Yeah, off top, nigga, you 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'?
Five hundred dollar fans and shit, you know what I'm sayin'?
That's just something slight though, you know what I mean?
Run that

I was born in ninety-one, product of the dope game
Fifties, Camaros, Cuts when we swang
Crack game, you don't even know the half
The stress, living life so fast
I'm dreaming (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
I'm dreaming (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

Have you ever been so fly, bitches see?
They wanna come and choose on a P
Bitch, I feel like I'm dreaming (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Bitch, I feel like I'm dreaming (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm dreamin')

Yeah, ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

If they pull a nigga, over I might take another L
I ain't really been the same since they killed my nigga Lil'
Riding with a ghost 40 case shit get real
No phone, no Twitter, no 'Gram, just feel
Posted in the trap, tell the niggas yee-da-dee (Yee-da-dee)
Call of Duty on me, niggas not robbing me
Left wrist on lottery, got cottage cheese
I'm on win mode, bitch, there's no stopping me
Gas up the motherfucking whip, now I'm scraping
Cooling, moving, smoking like Jamaican
She shaking, dick so good, got her craving
Remind me of this lil' bitch I had named Megan
What's happenin'? Put the P aside, now I'm macking
Stacking, yes, Lord, 'nother hundred thousand
It's feeling like a dream when I'm counting up these Band-Aids
I coulda got a job, but instead I chose the fast lane, what's happenin'?

Have you ever been so fly, bitches see?
They wanna come and choose on a P
Bitch, I feel like I'm dreaming (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Bitch, I feel like I'm dreaming (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm dreamin')

It was a clear afternoon, the bitch wasn't catting (Good job, bitch)
Riding to the neck, just me and my hammer (Strapped)
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 (Yeehee)
Took her to the crib and killed it on the couch
Why you niggas always stressing 'bout a punk rock bitch
When your kids ain't even got no clothes that'll fit? What's happenin'?

Have you ever been so fly, bitches see?
They wanna come and choose on a P
Bitch, I feel like I'm dreaming (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Bitch, I feel like I'm dreaming (Feel like I'm dreamin')
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm dreamin')

I was born in ninety-one, product of the dope game
Fifties, Camaros, Cuts when we swang
Crack game, you don't even know the half
The stress, living life so fast
I'm dreaming (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
I'm dreaming (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one
Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

Now, nigga, when you see me hop out this motherfucking thang
With them bust Daniels on it, don't be talking, nigga
You know what I'm sayin'?
Eight hundred a shoe, bitch
Numbers