90 Proof - Smino/J. Cole

Lyrics by：Nathan Foley/Benjamin Tolbert/Bola Johnson/Christopher Smith Jr./Jermaine Cole

Composed by：Nathan Foley/Ahmanti Booker/Benjamin Tolbert/Bola Johnson/Christopher Smith Jr./Jermaine Cole

Smino：

Baby

Take a break and roll a sticky let's get high

See

Not too great at relationships at least I try

Uh

Patient baby gotta make a couple rounds

Yeah you know oh

Though I'll make it back to you to settle down

Yeah yeah

Don't blame yourself for all the **** you see me do

I'm gettin' used to bein' loved the right way

My n***a pulled up at the stu' said he got two

I said"I'm cool" he looked at me

Like"n***a you crazy"

Yeah yeah

My heart start beatin' to the trumpet boom-boom-boom

I sang this tune I wrote for you and your DJ baby

Aye DJ turn this **** up for me

Play mе this song to set the mood she want thе truth

It's ninety proof I hide behind the famous

Take it now take it now

Take a break and roll a sticky let's get high

Take it now take it now oh

Not too great at relationships at least I try

Patient baby gotta make a couple rounds

Gotta make a couple rounds oh

Though I'll make it back to you to settle down

Smino/J Cole：

Oh-oh oh-oh

Oh-oh oh-oh

I got a real one if I was broke

She never would leave me no

I got a real one if I was broke

She never would leave me no

I got a real one if I was broke

She never would leave me no

I got a real one real one real one real one

Yeah uh

J Cole/Smino：

I bought a condo and it's cozy

My neighbors nosey as ****

They see a young n***a walked in with his kids

They don't know who he is they just know that he up

No tint on the Rollie

I just move around doley untouched

Not 'cause I'm hard because I got God

I heard that you blowin' up fast

But I think it's better to slowly erupt

The money was burnin' a hole in my pocket

The ninety proof burned a lil' hole in my gut

We walked in the function that jawn got to bumpin'

My dawg got to rushin' like Soviet pup

Roof-roof nah n***a don't shoot shoot

Two-six we got loose screw

**** was turnt like a Rubik's cube

I don't really do the cameras

I be low in Los Angeles

You n***as ain't never gon' see me

I might as well be in Canada

You n***as ain't ever gon' be me

It's best to stay in your parameters

You know they gon' G-O-A-T me

I spell it out for you like Fabolous

'Bout to go pull up on RiRi

And not for the feature Ben Franklin note

You ain't finna catch me in the type of places everybody go

I know exactly what my hands is for

To carry a lot of dough

Oh-oh

I had a pot to piss I hopped the fence

Can't sit around and plot no more

Smino：

Take it now take it now

Take a break and roll a sticky let's get high

Take it now take it now

Not too great at relationships at least I try

Patient baby baby gotta make a couple rounds

Gotta make a couple rounds

Though I'll make it back to you to settle down

Oh-oh oh-oh

Oh-oh oh-oh

I got a real one real one real one real one