lirik lagu dizzy wright - no rush
you don’t understand
[hook]
they looking at me like they can tell i had enough
i looking back at em
i ain’t in no rush
baby play my playlist every time she rollin up
i’m trying to provide that real
this gon’ get you high for real
they looking at me like they can tell i had enough
i looking back at ’em
i ain’t in no rush
baby play my playlist every time she rollin up
i’m trying to provide that real
this gone get you high for real
[verse]
this gon’ open up your pineal gland
clutch like i got micheal hands
didn’t sign a deal for the nights advance
grew up in mike tyson land
we bet on them boxers dog
party until them cops get called
gon’ be this way until my casket drop
stop it dog you not that hard
post up like boy flashin shots we back in stock no back and forth
check the back of my jersey dog
you see my name but where is yours?
teamwork make the dreamwork wisdom got me moon like dancin’
word to lary i been staying healthy high and hansom
makin’ dizzy og anthems
just look at how they look at me
they look look for me not knowing i can feel my mind expanding
i be with them flashy guys
roll my blunts with dabs in size
i’m not one of these little thats been taking my life for granted
[hook]
they looking at me like they can tell i had enough
i looking back at em
i ain’t in no rush
baby play my playlist every time she rollin up
i’m trying to provide that real
this gon’ get you high for real
they looking at me like they can tell i had enough
i looking back at ’em
i ain’t in no rush
baby play my playlist every time she rollin up
i’m trying to provide that real
this gone get you high for real
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