Belly - Dab Life lyrics
[Belly - Dab Life lyrics]
Black or white pictures
Darker than this hard liquor
That type of high you wish
That God was with you
That type of view that only
God could give you this is architecture
Heart on my sleeve made
Of the darkest texture
Every bar is like a Harvard lecture
Like you’ve been sitting with
The wrong professor
I guess I’m hearing extra
Cigarette burns in the furniture
Animal in the fur Don’t you let her get cha
Smoke silhouettes
Chillin in the villa stretched
Cherish the moment it could be
Over in a millisec
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 motherfucking torch of course
All my bitches doped up like Storch
Me, I’m on some shit that
Can tranquilize a horse
Keep a couple Porsches parked by the porch
Uhhh, I’m in Miami by the port
Can I retort, Their will be no remorse
She’s high and wasted in
Her high-waisted shorts
And all she do is ball
Like the bitch play sports
Heavy set, Used to moving heavy weight
You still talking birds Boy
That’s feather weight
I live to tell about another day
I heard my ex bitch swallow like a nut a day
No loving this shit I quit blunts
Now it’s Now It’s Now Its’s
Dalbo Escobar in this bitch that’s right
Dab life dab life dab life
The dab hit you like a whole joint So
Why smoke a whole joint There’s no point
Darker than this hard liquor
That type of high you wish
That God was with you
That type of view that only
God could give you this is architecture
Heart on my sleeve made
Of the darkest texture
Every bar is like a Harvard lecture
Like you’ve been sitting with
The wrong professor
I guess I’m hearing extra
Cigarette burns in the furniture
Animal in the fur Don’t you let her get cha
Smoke silhouettes
Chillin in the villa stretched
Cherish the moment it could be
Over in a millisec
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 motherfucking torch of course
All my bitches doped up like Storch
Me, I’m on some shit that
Can tranquilize a horse
Keep a couple Porsches parked by the porch
Uhhh, I’m in Miami by the port
Can I retort, Their will be no remorse
She’s high and wasted in
Her high-waisted shorts
And all she do is ball
Like the bitch play sports
Heavy set, Used to moving heavy weight
You still talking birds Boy
That’s feather weight
I live to tell about another day
I heard my ex bitch swallow like a nut a day
No loving this shit I quit blunts
Now it’s Now It’s Now Its’s
Dalbo Escobar in this bitch that’s right
Dab life dab life dab life
The dab hit you like a whole joint So
Why smoke a whole joint There’s no point