365 - Pee Wee Longway

Lighthouse in my ear, please help me find my way

I’ve been in Givenchy, trappin' bags all day

Got your boys goin' so hard I wanna sign my play

I ain’t ever met a bitch, say she had a man, wanna slide my way (Hit it)

Put it on you, uh

Change the bitch up 'cause the bitch got mollys

What you do 'Wee?

I’ma real drip, don’t need no stylist (I'm the real drip, let’s go)

Even in the white tee, bitch did designer (Healthy, my white tee, bitch,

this designer)

I’m a spend an eighty on my wrist and

my brain

Three sixty-five

Wake up and put this shit on (Put it on)

These niggas remind me of me so much that I might as well make me a clone (Big

clone Wee)

Buyin' bags with the big clone,

you doin'

Fuckin' on the form in the foreign

smokin' on hay in the middle in the middle of the barn

I’ll call another bitch when the bitch get borin', yeah

Three sixty-five

Playin' with the gang, they’ll make five fires (Baow, Glock)

Three sixty-five

I’ma real drip, don’t need no stylist

Three sixty-five

Everyday, a nigga tryna stack ten thousand

Three sixty-five

Make a hunnid bands just as I touched down in Charlotte

Gotta keep it on me, hunnid rounds in the carbon

I’ve been in the zone, got me feelin' like a zombie

Wrappin' up a brick, make it look like a mummy

White boy Nick, put a switch on the Tommy

Couple hunnid bands, got me rich designer

Another three sixty-five, spend it, and pile money

I don’t go to set 'less I spend me a hunna

And I don’t wanna fuck 'less you pay me the money, Long

Break a bitch back (Fuck we do?)

Change the bitch up 'cause the bitch got mollys

What you do 'Wee?

I’ma real drip, don’t need no stylist (I'm the real drip, let’s go)

Even in the white tee, bitch did designer (Healthy, my white tee, bitch,

this designer)

I’m a spend an eighty on my wrist and

my brain (Bling)

Three sixty-five

Wake up and put this shit on (Put it on)

These niggas remind me of me so much that I might as well make me a clone (Big

clone Wee)

Buyin' bags with the big clone,

you doin'

Fuckin' on the form in the foreign

smokin' on hay in the middle in the middle of the barn

I’ll call another bitch when the bitch get borin', yeah

Three sixty-five

Three sixty-five

Three sixty-five

Three sixty-five