Lyrics Glass Clinks - Loom

Aye turn the AC on, shit you know it's still summer in this muthfucka

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It go right left, left right
Left right, right left

Poued up a lil champagne just so she can taste it
Sip slow, you gotta save the flavor
Smoke now and we can do it later
We like distant neighbors

I ain't gone lie I wished I had a pager
Why?
Just to keep it basic

Money moves all around my kitchen table
I ain't took a vacation

They hit a nigga up showin love
And then they turn around and try to snake you
To keep it a hunnit that shit motivation
To be a real staple
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What

Trynna see some real paper
Brought this shit from the bottom and the top is where I'm finna take it
Sabali on my side
Remind me of the steady patience
It's about facilitation

Respect mines
I put my all in my name they see it with they own eyes
Nigga I was raised on the east side
The bloodline run thick so can't try mines
Either with chu or they ain't and I know it's hard to cut ties
Shit, to keep it real I let a lot slide
It's all good cuz imma get mines
Imma get mines
And we gone ride

So keep da vibes high
Hear da glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
Yea

So keep da vibes high
Hear da glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
What

Keep da vibes high
Hear da glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
Yea
Yea

So keep the vibes high
Hear the glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
Yea
What
Yea

Slide up on my niggas like... what's the verdict
Shit, what's the thesis
I keep it hood like a honey bun and 2 Tahitians
I was in Nashville bumpin into Georgia peaches
You know that summer leisure

You caught that girl legs open and you slid back
She want few dollars thru the cash app
Im really not surprised if she askin where the cash at
Movin thru these phases like a nigga toke an Amtrak
Niggas want the clout, fame
Nigga where the bread at
Sellin out fa anything, nigga where yo soul at
Hold that
Yea

I'm penin out dis evidence
I say it how I feel cuz my voice is an instrument
I'm careful with
How I...

Respect mines
I put my all in my name they see it with they own eyes
Nigga I was raised on the east side
The bloodline run thick so can't try mines
Either wid chu or they ain't and I know it's hard to cut ties
Shit, to keep it real I let a lot slide
It's all good cuz imma get mines
Imma get mines
And we gone ride

So keep the vibes high
Hear the glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
Yea

So keep the vibes high
Hear the glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
What

Keep the vibes high
Hear the glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
Yea
Yea

So keep the vibes high
Hear the glass clinks
Yea, I wish you God speed
Yea
What
Yea
What...