CouchLife

[Hook] So we rolling, laughing Couple bottles, we pass them Room full of niggas, we macking With a couple models we smashing Rolling, laughing Couple bottles, we pass them Room full of niggas, we macking With a couple models we smashing [Verse 1] Pass the swishers, fuck your opinion I’ll be rapping as long as I’m living They be like “Who that nigga? No ice on, still a cool-ass nigga Flyer than most, ride for my bros I know a couple cats that’d blast with the toast Lets not boast about that alright? Call a couple chicks, let’s call this a night Crew’s over, brew’s open, right now we too sober That’s my couch, nigga move over Where the weed at, we gon’ roll up Music loud, blowing loud till my eyes Asian, Gangnam style Style Crack a window for the bitches, air it out nigga, shots come out Ray Charles, niggas can’t see me now You’re a parasite at your parent’s house On the weekends, niggas wild Almost every night with a different spouse No Dolomite, swagger right, walk up to the chick and I’m all like Girl you fine, you the baddest chick I've seen all night. Why would I lie? Oh you got a man? Step to the side Walk up to another chick, I’m like Girl you fine, you the baddest chick I've seen all night. Why would I lie? Look I’m faded, and you just happened to be too Stop contemplating, let’s take this conversation back to my room [Hook] [Verse 2] Thursday was popping, on Friday niggas went cray Had to clean, but I can’t complain, I hope Saturday’s the same In my crib, they act a fool Spread the word, let’s see what it do My boy got bud that’ll fill up his trunk My fridge holds more liquor than food Acquaintances walk in Make friends or something, live it up Beer Pong there, Slap Cup there Is there a song that you want to hear? One something, I sip something They loving the crew, my clique’s on I’m just saying I’m in my zone Don’t be mad when your bitch gone If I want to I’ll bag then I’m just gonna be laughing like “Shit, well my bad I got the swag that you lacking” It’s more than just fashion It’s a lifestyle, magnum She knows it, I’m bragging She was your girl, that’s past tense That’s how it be when I’m out for the weekend Straight to the crib, we don’t need no speaking She keep it tight, she keep it tidy We can make a movie with the right lighting After a nighting, hit it in the morning Then kick her out like “Call me” You looking for a knight in shining armor I’m looking for a night, sorry [Hook] [Bridge] Fuck around and get, fuck around and get Fuck around and get smoked Bitch mad every time I come around, I pipe her down and catch ghost Tell these fucking clowns, that I fucking sound like a couple pounds of that dope Looking down through a cloud of smoke at pool full of liquor Geronimo Fuck around and get, fuck around and get Fuck around and get smoked Bitch mad every time I come around, I pipe her down and catch ghost Tell these fucking clowns, that I fucking sound like a couple pounds of that dope Looking down through a cloud of smoke at pool full of liquor Geronimo [Hook]