Brake Lights lyrics

[Intro]

Had to gone and get on my south shit one time, cuz

Free

Fuck with it

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna live so fast, tell 'em slow it down

Heavy footed ass, on the gas, tell 'em slow it down

We gone blow it down, drop a ash

Better pick it up

Switch it up

Fuck with Free and listen, up

(x2)

[Verse 1]

Wake up

Talk to God, then bake up

Chest was kind of heavy, but he blessed me now this shit feel like some A-Cups

Calm down cause a nigga on his way up

On the grind, tell my mama don't wake up

I'm trynna focus on, my closest folks, cause it's niggas here wearin' make-up

And how i'm 'posed to know, if i'm focused on these bold hoes and they make-up

That rose mold when I wake up

Little rose gold in my Jacob

All the hoes know

I get so throwed, when i'm draped up and dripped out

That'll have my old girl tripped out

That'll have my whole shit fucked up

And we know this

But we always buy the dranks

And we always tell the hoes

And we always got one rolled

Fuck it, roll a couple mo'

Fo' my homies and they honeys

Living fast and smoking good let's get this money

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna live so fast, tell 'em slow it down

Heavy footed ass, on the gas, tell 'em slow it down

We gone blow it down, drop a ash

Better pick it up

Switch it up

Fuck with Free and listen, up

(x2)

[Verse 2]

Ginger-Ale in my Styrofoam cup, tuck and rollin' these Raws

I want happiness and that's happenin' but it's tough ignorin' these flaws

Fresh hands comfort these balls

And them dames come for these drawls

And I gotta main and I keep it plain, but it's tough ignorin' these cause

I be chillin' tho

With that breath on my wrist

Nigga get popular and them squares jock like it's Damier on my dick

Ordered up Dominoes, they got 30 minutes, no automer on my wrist

Niggas playing dominoes, we just cold chillin', that's the ambiance of my clique

Niggas gone dominate with these old flows

And I prominate in these old clothes

I'm just waitin', dog, it take's patience, dog for this Provolone

And we know this

But we always buy the dranks

And we always tell the hoes

And we always got one rolled

Fuck it, roll a couple mo'

[Chorus]

Everybody wanna live so fast, tell 'em slow it down

Heavy footed ass, on the gas, tell 'em slow it down

We gone blow it down, drop a ash

Better pick it up

Switch it up

Fuck with Free and listen, up

(x2)

[Outro]

Listen up, playin' ahead, dog

Or you dead, dog

Got no helmet and they comin' at yo' head, dog

• Artist:Mick Jenkins
• Album:The Pursuit of HappyNess: The Story of Mickalascage (2012)