The Blue Room

[Verse 1: SAINT Anthony] Sitting in a room getting faded I can only feel when I'm sedated All that weed up in the air it's crazy All that pussy still I'm never jaded I just wanna know what you know Imma set the mood with a poem She gon' speak the truth with that ass Body language all I ever ask I got priorities I'll pass I could tell if all that shit is gassed So don't give me hype Just get me right I make things happen that's overnight I could just tell girl I know it's tight My lip getting sore from that overbite I fuck like savage I ball like a Maverick I'll show you right Curtains closed Start a show tonight Lets start a show tonight Money on my mind Like it's overpriced But she don't do dates She don't live that life Me? I just do my thang She gon' ride with it but it ain't no Range My drink type dirty but my shirt, no stains Everything in vain [Verse 2: SAINT Anthony] Imma keep it smooth, keep it low Imma let the instrumental roll Let my influences be the dope Girl it's been a minute since I smoked Been a minute since we fucked I'm not gonna sugarcoat the bluff 3 rounds with you, not enough Another ounce burning if we must So high, I tune out the noise That pussy Pink like Floyd Wait Bring it back for me 'cuz I want it Spend my time on it I can't afford it I don't really care unless it's ours Listening to Hendrix on guitars While the stakes be at large Switching lanes like I switch up the cars Switch the cars like I switch up the broads Everything you see is from afar Me? I'm a fucking visionary She say what's your type, it could vary 3 Birds with me like I'm Larry Spilling wine all over my Sperrys