BELLY - Dab Life lyrics

rate me

Look, black or white picture, stug in this hard liquor

That type of hide that use to guide with you

That type of view that only God could give you

This is architecture, hard on my slave made of the doctor ?

Every bar is like a hard electure

Like you’ve been sitting with a wrong professor

I guess I bleed extra

Cigarette burns in the furniture and I let in the ? don’t let that hurt ?

Smoke silhouettes, chillin' in the villa stretch

Cherish the moment it could be over in a mollies

Wax by the slab til I collapse from the dabs

She came in the ghost, send her back in the cab like

Dab life, dab life, dab life,

Just pass the motherfucker church

Of course all my bitches doped up like storch

Me, I got also a shit that could tranquilize a horse

Keep a couple porche, park bout the porch

I’m in Miami bout the port

Can’t not return, that will be no return

She high and waste it in her high way to short

And all she do is ball like then bitch play sport

Heavy set, use to move in heavy way

You still talking bird boy that’s ?

I lift and tell ‘em bout another day

I heard my ex bitch swallow by another day

No love and shit, I quit blunts now is, now is, now as, now as

Dab LOS and dub his bitch

That’s right, dab life, dab life, dab hitting like a drunk

So I’m smoke and then get drunk, there’s no point