Smoothies In 1991 - Larry June

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 somethin' 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, livin' life so fast

I’m dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

I’m dreamin' (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 dreamin' (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Bitch, I feel like I’m dreamin' (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'

Ridin' 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 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, 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 dreamin' (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Bitch, I feel like I’m dreamin' (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I’m dreamin')

It was a clear afternoon, the bitch wasn’t cattin' (Good job, bitch)

Ridin' 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 stressin' '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 dreamin' (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I’m dreamin')

Bitch, I feel like I’m dreamin' (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, livin' life so fast

I’m dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

I’m dreamin' (I'm dreamin'), ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

Ninety-one, ninety-one, ninety-one

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'?

Eight hundred a shoe, bitch

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