{Intro}
Young Fel
Monte let's get it
{Chorus: Felly}
What that smoke do
Beach blonde womens like goku
Fleece with the terry cloth homie that's old school
Speak like a local just to own poco
b*tch clear your bi-focals (Ayy)
I don't splurge on purses don't be hopeful
I only got one chick who I buy sh*t for
And my light shine where did my wrist go?
Fall in love with a chick on VSCO
{Verse 1: Felly}
{?} king of the Mariachi
Tourists popping pills telling lies like Fauci
Don't want to go to Poppi
But that's where all the females
Shorty ass fake coulda got that sh*t on retail
Six digit tags need a cape and a mask
So I can go to town hold {?}
I'm the mixture
Smoking on a rizla
I used to give a fu*k
But it was hard to pay attention
{Chorus: Felly}
What that smoke do
Beach blonde womens like goku
Fleece with the terry cloth homie that's old school
Speak like a local just to own poco
b*tch clear your bi-focals (Ayy)
I don't splurge on purses don't be hopeful
I only got one chick who I buy sh*t for
And my light shine where did my wrist go
Fall in love with a chick on VSCO
{Bridge: Felly & Kota the Friend}
Everybody loves you (loves you, yeah)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you)
{Verse 2: Kota the Friend}
Yeah, hop up out the bed
Press a bu*ton let the sun inside
Yeah I'm feelin blessed
In the winter giving summer vibes
Best dressed, in the bodega
My neighbors think I'm selling drugs
And it work in my favor
Boy I ain't making any runs
But I run to the paper
I'm moving Solo Dolo
Something like the way that I came up
I'm in the hood, what's good
Don't make it hot if you see me up on the ave
Blending in with the crowd
Hopping into the cab
You only be on the block
I'm whipping it to the bag
My haters is on the clock
No wonder why they be mad
It's alright though
I know that they hurting
So they always feeling spiteful
Catch em talking sh*t and they gon' say it
{Chorus: Kota the Friend}
What that smoke do
Woke queens only shop whole foods
Sippin in my backyard I ain't too social
Lot of people goin round chatting bout that old you (Man)
{Bridge: Felly & Kota the Friend}
Everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
Everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
And everybody loves you (loves you, loves you)
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