Текст песни 324 - Cam Meekins

324

Ride dirty, dip clean
Rockin some ripped jeans
She told me she loved me I said I don’t know what that shit means
Hit em while we plug
Pussy, money, drugs
You gonna make assumptions but we don’t give a fuck
Uhhh, cause this the crew its the crew
And it ain’t nothin new its what we do, what we do
Make connections, then we all watch our weed money grow
So we gon' try to get high come the 324
Cause she a model chick, she rock skinny jeans
And I think I might love her
Late nights she smoke hella weed
Never fuck with no covers
My mixtapes was all covers
And now I’m onto the originals
And we just go back to back to back
Got these haters on their tippy toes
I don’t really know whats with these bros
I just tour and drink wine now
Everything is real fine now
Rolling joints while I’m lying down
Trying to tell them it takes time, they don’t ever wanna hear that
Me I got me a good girl, and you ain’t never get near that
Back in the day I had zips for sale
Got rich quick got hits to sell
Still need trees just hit the cell
Im out of fresh laundry smokin L’s
While i’m bean town getting laid
Or NYC getting paid
Y’all know me I just do my thing
Y’all know me I just do my thing
Ride dirty, dip clean
Rockin some ripped jeans
She told me she loved me I said I don’t know what that shit means
Hit em while we plug
Pussy, money, drugs
You gonna make assumptions but we don’t give a fuck
Uhhh, cause this the crew its the crew
And it ain’t nothin new its what we do, what we do
Make connections, then we all watch our weed money grow
So we gon' try to get high come the 324
Y’all think y’all the shit because you rap
I just rolled a joint that’s super fat
You think that your homies got your back
But I put the whole city on the map
I don’t do the song unless it slap
Plus I make the beats and thats a fact
You just gave me 20 for the sack
Smoking weed abundant at my pad
Lets bring it back to '09
When I was throwing house parties
Used to freestyle never wrote raps
Trying to (???) my story
I was a messed up kid, with a messed up mind
But I always kept a good attitude
Always tried to have fun that I do
Skipping class running after you, damn
Can’t believe I graduated
I can’t believe I really made it
They thought I’d be in the basement
Making beats up in the basement
Before a Spotify playlist, before Instagram famous
Before bitches would say shit
Ride dirty, dip clean
Rockin some ripped jeans
She told me she loved me I said I don’t know what that shit means
Hit em while we plug
Pussy, money, drugs
You gonna make assumptions but we don’t give a fuck
Uhhh, cause this the crew its the crew
And it ain’t nothin new its what we do, what we do
Make connections, then we all watch our weed money grow
So we gon' try to get high come the 324