Album Cover Uncle Iroh

Uncle Iroh

tobi lou

8

Yes

And we smoke so much that we can′t get high

We cried five times but we had a good time

Hot damn, I'm the man, cripped up in a poncho

I got so fucked up in Toronto

I sow my eyes closed like a blindfold

Ice coat, green tea, woah, Uncle Iroh

I went stupid on the wrist

I look candid in my pics

Who dat talkin′ all that shit?

I want him to meet my fist

We don't play that little bitch

You sorbet like counterfeit

I'm just gettin′ off this fit

Tobi getting kinda thick

They don′t know me, they not here

They could blow me, suck a dick

They don't know that I won′t quit

They don't know I′m too legit

And my phone on two percent

I think me and you should dip

I wish you could take a hint

You're the one I wanna miss

I went stupid on the wrist

I went ugly on the rack

Yeah I pulled up in the front

Sitting pretty in the back

Who that banging in the whip?

Your best friend said what is that

Now she singing all my shit

My shit different when it hit

Now who still think that shit don′t stink?

Ain't nobody ask you what you think

Two white cups and I got that drink

It could be purple it could be pink

I'm just a big ass kid

I had a dream and I took that risk

Man y′all really can′t tell me shit

When I pull up, they say "It's that bitch"

It′s that nigga, yeah six figure, I want like seven

The shit hit different, I'm high as Heaven

I just went missin′, I need two seconds

The room keep spinnin'

And we smoke so much that we can′t get high

We cried five times but we had a good time

God damn, I'm the man, cripped up in a poncho

I got so fucked up in Toronto

I sow my eyes closed like a blindfold

Ice coat, green tea, woah, Uncle Iroh

Do she really love me? How should I know?

She threw it back, like a quaterback, spiral

I cut it clean, sideline, like a tight rope

I wanna see how you look with my eyes closed

I save money like I just reached the Geiko

This not Off-White, bitch, it's albino

I′m so blessed, bitch I look like a Bible

I′m so stressed, you would think I had finals

And we smoke so much that we can't get high

We cried five times but we had a good time

Smoke, smoke, smoke