Sickboyrari - CHAMPAGNE DOVES lyrics
[Sickboyrari - CHAMPAGNE DOVES lyrics]
Mane, I love momma
Gucci doves fly, marijuana
Tattoo tears with the shotty pump
Buick boys, we slide on eights
Mane, I love momma
Gucci doves fly, marijuana
Tattoo tears with the shotty pump
Buick boys, we slide on eights
Mane, I love mo-
Gotta get up all I see is black rain, oh
Goth nigga, I'm still gon' glow
Every time you see me, got two phones
Gold mouth princess in her phone
Two pom-poms, got no kush
Smoke mid pack on dirt road
Dirty white Vans, that's Macaulay Culk
All a nigga know
Is twerk cellphones, get more dough
But I gotta keep my head up
Till sunshine, my mouth lit up
All I see is princess cuts
Fuck foreign whip, riding Honda
Richmond, A Town, DC
Nigga wet, gon' make the hoe sink
Make thе hoe sink
Mane, I love momma (mama)
Gucci dovеs fly, marijuana (marijuana)
Tattoo tears with the shotty pump
(with the shotty pump)
Buick boys, we slide on eights
(slide on eights)
Do we need to smoke weed?
Do I need to? Do you need to? Chuck?
Why do we smoke weed so much?
I like to, I don't need to
Yeah, but that feeling that you
Get from smoking weed
You don't you think that we
Could just get it?
Which way I go?
Broke nigga, same old dirty clothes
Which way I go?
Which way I go?
Broke nigga, same old dirty clothes
Flockin' like thirty birds with long nose
Pretty like my mother, lord knows
Mane, I style wit' the tech
Smoke mid blunts on T-Rex
Twerk that, hoe, bitch gimme me neck
Only thug with goth hooligans
All my friends wanna jug
Sometimes young niggas still frauds
Spend it all on mindless hoes
Snowflakes fall, blowin' on dro
Walkin' to my iced out castle
Gucci doves fly, marijuana
Tattoo tears with the shotty pump
Buick boys, we slide on eights
Mane, I love momma
Gucci doves fly, marijuana
Tattoo tears with the shotty pump
Buick boys, we slide on eights
Mane, I love mo-
Gotta get up all I see is black rain, oh
Goth nigga, I'm still gon' glow
Every time you see me, got two phones
Gold mouth princess in her phone
Two pom-poms, got no kush
Smoke mid pack on dirt road
Dirty white Vans, that's Macaulay Culk
All a nigga know
Is twerk cellphones, get more dough
But I gotta keep my head up
Till sunshine, my mouth lit up
All I see is princess cuts
Fuck foreign whip, riding Honda
Richmond, A Town, DC
Nigga wet, gon' make the hoe sink
Make thе hoe sink
Mane, I love momma (mama)
Gucci dovеs fly, marijuana (marijuana)
Tattoo tears with the shotty pump
(with the shotty pump)
Buick boys, we slide on eights
(slide on eights)
Do we need to smoke weed?
Do I need to? Do you need to? Chuck?
Why do we smoke weed so much?
I like to, I don't need to
Yeah, but that feeling that you
Get from smoking weed
You don't you think that we
Could just get it?
Which way I go?
Broke nigga, same old dirty clothes
Which way I go?
Which way I go?
Broke nigga, same old dirty clothes
Flockin' like thirty birds with long nose
Pretty like my mother, lord knows
Mane, I style wit' the tech
Smoke mid blunts on T-Rex
Twerk that, hoe, bitch gimme me neck
Only thug with goth hooligans
All my friends wanna jug
Sometimes young niggas still frauds
Spend it all on mindless hoes
Snowflakes fall, blowin' on dro
Walkin' to my iced out castle