Haste - Tokes

Haste, yeah I’m feeling the grace

Pop it back for a minute lemme get a taste

It’s like hey, baby come on over my way

I got 10 bottles ready

Bowls steady, hot n heavy like

Haste, yeah I’m feeling the grace

Pop it back for a minute lemme get a taste

It’s like hey baby come on over my way

I got 10 bottles ready

Bowls steady, hot n heavy like

Woke up in the morning brush my teeth let’s get this bread (nigga)

Whether hell or bad weather nigga imma get it in

I’ll swear I’ll get a win, meant to be a king

Ready for whatever, you bitches evil like Cruella

But I’ll send em to the pound, asking who your daddy now

You could look up in you town nigga, we the best ones out

All our clout been word of mouth, Bitch we putting on the south

Gotta do it Ferda Bitch we putting on Alberta now

Bitch you is feeling some way

Get on your knees when you pray

Fuck niggas throwing they shade

Get me a mill in the back

I’ve been going back to the mission, it’s my ambition

My niggas tripping and our dreams be so vivid we gotta get it

No limit and the sky be no ceiling that’s how I’m feeling

You niggas just be so silly, ya song I ain’t been feeling, ya feel me?

Haste, yeah I’m feeling the grace

Pop it back for a minute lemme get a taste

It’s like hey, baby come on over my way

I got 10 bottles ready

Bowls steady, hot n heavy like

Haste, yeah I’m feeling the grace

Pop it back for a minute lemme get a taste

It’s like hey baby come on over my way

I got 10 bottles ready

Bowls steady, hot n heavy like

So fucked I’m trippin

Way up high I’m on a mothafuckin mission (Ay)

Smokin' emissions

Gas it up we on a mothafuckin mission

Bitch flyin' to the moon I’m livin'

Two faced bitch wanna get to fuckin dissin'

Pissin' me off when he talkin shit he listen

Cause even when he talkin' he kno I ain’t fuckin listen

He know I ain’t listen to his bullshit

Ran up with a blunt and u still dipped quick

Ayyy

Movin dumb lil bitch

Watch your step when ya walkin' I could send a whole clique

Back to movin wavy my brain been feeling so crazy

Took too much to try to track the trouble you talked yourself into

You been huntin out for babies I been chillin movin safely

Beats the fries and I’m the gravy you ain’t shit you can’t amaze me

Haste, yeah I’m feeling the grace

Pop it back for a minute lemme get a taste

It’s like hey, baby come on over my way

I got 10 bottles ready

Bowls steady, hot n heavy like

Haste, yeah I’m feeling the grace

Pop it back for a minute lemme get a taste

It’s like hey baby come on over my way

I got 10 bottles ready

Bowls steady, hot n heavy like