OJ Hughes - Faded

I know I'm doing too much
I know I'm moving too much
I been a little bit faded
I been a little bit drunk
Mix up the clean and dirty in my cup
I might go ahead and sip on some rum
Don't smoke wit y'all niggas y'all hitting some huff
No sparking it up you ain't spent for the blunt
They call me the captain cuz I got the crunch
Lil Ronny the socket cuz he know the plug
Lil shawdy she always turned up off the drugs
Don't love anyone who ain't showing me love
No Gary Payton but you might need a glove
A nigga too clean that you can't even touch
Clean like Listerine Febreze mix it up
Milwaukee way I got the bucks
Giannas Antetokounmpo imma freak
Shawdy no butcher but she beat the meat
Know Imma run the game just need me sum cleats
Don't compare me to niggas that ain't in my league
If you ain't talking money you can't even speak
1st degree way I'm killing these beats
Go for it I've been playing for keeps
I need that designer bag Louis V
Young nigga but I move like a vet
Y'all niggas play checkers my niggas play chess
Call of duty I might grip on a Tec
Sun roof I might need me a deck
Stars on the roof a ventatdor jet
Know shawdy steady giving me neck
Dwayne Johnson how I'm really gonna flex
Up now give a fuck about next
Nikes on my feet I run up check
Young stoner shawdy giving me sex
White frat boy hitting the keg
Go getter steady getting the bread
Stay hungry like a nigga ain't fed
Ed eddy steady hitting them meds
High on a Friday like Craig
Bald headed I ain't rocking no dreads
My nigga ain't Simon y'all do what I said
Nigga you know that's a fact
Money be coming in different You know imma get it
I get to the racks
Cornerback way I get to the sack
Hop in my Burkin I get in my bag
Twin white diamonds Cody and Zack
High off a green bean like Jack
I know I'm doing too much
I know I'm moving too much
I been a little bit faded
I been a little bit drunk
Mix up the clean and dirty in my cup
I might go ahead and sip on some rum
Don't smoke wit y'all niggas y'all hitting some huff
No sparkin it up you ain't spent for the blunt
They call me the captain cuz I got the crunch
Lil Ronny the socket cuz he know the plug
Lil shawdy she always turned up off the drugs
Don't love anyone who ain't showing me love
No Gary Payton but you might need a glove
A nigga too clean that you can't even touch
Clean like Listerine Febreze mix it up
Milwaukee way I got the bucks

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OJ Hughes

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