Lyrics Windows - Chance the Rapper , Alex Wiley
This
is
six
blunt
rotation
music
This
is
just
got
off
6-month
probation
music
This
is
steppin'
on
the
beach
When
you're
too
drunk
to
feel
a
beat
This
that
laughing
in
a
condo
Throwin'
shit
down
in
the
street
This
that
shouts
to
the
Ave,
shouts
to
the
lab
Shouts
to
the
clucks,
shouts
to
the
strags
This
for
every
math
class
that
I
ever
had
So
fuck
you
if
I
failed,
and
fuck
you
if
I
passed!
For
shitty
summaries
and
bummers
in
the
past
'Cause
some
of
our
teachers
act
as
if
summer
was
for
class
Some
of
us
is
seeing
summer,
some
of
us
have
passed
Some
of
us
ain't
seeing
summer,
some
of
us
have
passed
So
I'm
just
glad
to
say
I'm
sippin'
rum
up
out
a
glass
'Cause
some
of
us
is
only
sippin'
some
up
off
the
grav'
And
heaven's
gates
look
a
lot
like
prison
from
the
Ave
We
on
the
ground
yelling,
"give
my
nigga
back!"
And
I
just
want
to
roll
with
my
Windows
down
And
I
just
want
to
roll
with
my
Windows
down
Another
weekend
full
of
blunts
and
brews
Too
comfortable,
yelling
"fuck
a
school"
Ain't
seen
the
world
before
noon
in
like
a
month
or
two
Blunts
to
the
face,
bottles
to
the
dome
Niggas
never
need
no
cup
Livin'
out
dreams,
never
givin'
hopes
up
Ridin'
with
them
Vill
niggas,
never
givin'
no
fucks
In
the
game
tryna
get
our
feel,
tryna
get
a
deal
Tryna
get
a
million
Just
ridin'
around
with
my
niggas
and
them
Real
white
nigga
man
mean
real
appeal
We
go
all
out
'til
we
fall
out
Niggas
get
called
out
then
hauled
out
With
the
Windows
down
we
like
to
smoke
all
out
Drink
'til
I
fall
out,
fuck
is
you
tahm
bout
boy
The
Village
is
my
brothers
It's
me,
Mikey,
Kembe
trappin'
Hella
love
for
Chance
The
Rapper
We
know
10
Day
is
a
classic,
on
God
And
I
just
want
to
roll
with
my
Windows
down
And
I
just
want
to
roll
with
my
Windows
down
This
is
for
sand
in
my
shoes,
shout
out
to
Oak
Street
For
the
free
train
rides,
shout
out
to
Polk
Street
To
the
ice
cream
man
you
just
on
hella
dirt
How
you
don't
see
us
can't
hear
us,
you
Helen
Keller
But
I'ma
save
my
dollars
for
Mary
Jane
and
embellish
her
Inhalin'
her,
smellin'
her,
maybe
sellin'
her
You
niggas
got
cold
feet,
shouts
to
Luke
Helliker
But
that's
my
homie,
my
dude
be
droppin'
hella
verses
So,
shouts
to
D.O.C.
and
Nu
Tribe
too
Man
we
out
this
jam,
see
how
new
guys
do
But
it's
still
save
money
like
a
coupon
So
you
can
catch
me
off
of
the
Ave
gettin'
my
stoop
on
And
I
just
want
to
roll
with
my
Windows
down,
yeah
And
I
just
want
to
roll
with
my
Windows
down
Yeah,
oh,
ooh!
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