Belly - Dab Life lyrics

Look, black or white picture, stug in this hard liquor That type of hide that use to guide with you That type of view that only God could give you This is architecture, hard on my slave made of the doctor ? Every bar is like a hard electure Like youve been sitting with a wrong professor I guess I bleed extra Cigarette burns in the furniture and I let in the ? dont let that hurt ? Smoke silhouettes, chillin' in the villa stretch Cherish the moment it could be over in a mollies Wax by the slab til I collapse from the dabs She came in the ghost, send her back in the cab like Dab life, dab life, dab life, Just pa** the motherf**er church Of course all my b**hes doped up like storch Me, I got also a sh** that could tranquilize a horse Keep a couple porche, park bout the porch Im in Miami bout the port Cant not return, that will be no return She high and waste it in her high way to short And all she do is ball like then b**h play sport Heavy set, use to move in heavy way You still talking bird boy thats ? I lift and tell em bout another day I heard my ex b**h swallow by another day No love and sh**, I quit blunts now is, now is, now as, now as Dab LOS and dub his b**h Thats right, dab life, dab life, dab hitting like a drunk So Im smoke and then get drunk, theres no point