Enwhy? - Loud lyrics

rate me

I be getting high, enwhy

And I’m touching the sky, the sky, the sky

Roll up, 2.5, sour cut, touch the sky

From the redness in my eyes

You can see that I’m way too high

In the west we got swishers, in the east we got dutches

Turn it up if you life liquor, that money’s into my clutches

That kind of life you gotta grind for

That little shit I don’t have time for

The type of click that I’d die for

I’ma take a trip and take high more

Coming back I got jetlag, hopping out them fresh jags

Cook up hits like meth labs

And a new pen with a fresh pad

Pop killin these rhymes, taking over the shine

Roll up, smoke up, don’t mess with my smoke time

Holding down my dreams, cause I’m pushing that green yoda

So hot my lean over from that codeine and my cold shoulder

[Hook]

I be flippin that shout, my tree too loud

I be flippin that shout, my tree too loud

I be flippin that shout, my tree too loud

If you ain’t got it be quiet

If you ain’t got it be quiet

I be drinkin on brown, I be holding it down

I’m representing my town

Promethezine my sound

I be smokin on loud, I be smokin on loud

I be smokin on loud, I be smokin on loud

The only thing, a nigga need

Is a little piff, sour d, get this dutch

A little spliff, heineken get little twist

Might take a vicodin and shake your hips

I don’t know it’s cold outside

I’m still grinding making chips

Getting drunk till I can’t stand up

Keep dancing keep your hands up

Move to the snare bitch, you need to catch up

Pick a shawty from the line outside

She said I heard that you rhyme, mind you on regret

But you know that you not as fly

I pulled a dime, she grind at the party

Especially when she drunk up bacardi

Feeling type naughty, pick up your clothes slow

Can I ride with you? Yeah I suppose so

Smile for the photo, used to the promo

Move the hips in slow mo, talk that dodo

[Hook]

I be flippin that shout, my tree too loud

I be flippin that shout, my tree too loud

I be flippin that shout, my tree too loud

If you ain’t got it be quiet

If you ain’t got it be quiet

I be drinkin on brown, I be holding it down

I’m representing my town

Promethezine my sound

I be smokin on loud, I be smokin on loud

I be smokin on loud, I be smokin on loud.