500 Hours (Original Version) lyrics
by Comethazine
[Intro]
D-D-D-Div, don't do it to 'em
Yeah (b*tch)
Mmm (Yeah)
Yeah (Comethazine in this b*tch, n*gga, I'm piped the f*ck up)
b*tch, yeah
Five-hundred hours
Mmm, mmm, mmm (Five-hundred hours, I've been up in this b*tch, n*gga, get the f*ck [?], get no sleep n*gga)
Yeah, b*tch (b*tch), ayy (Yeah)
Five-hundred hours (Mmm)
Mmm
[Verse]
Still ain't been sleep, PTSD (b*tch)
b*tch, don't stress me
Ho, you gotta leave before sh*t get messy (Go)
Said "Why I gotta leave after you undressed me?"
Made up a lie so the ho don't press me
Told that b*tch "I gotta go pick up my jetski"
b*tch up her ass, 'causе she comin' wit' me (No)
She sound silly, so I burst out laughing
I'm about to makе this ho regret what she asked me
Really wanna know if you can go, b*tch, hell no
Wouldn't save a ho if she broke her elbow
[Chorus]
n*gga hit my phone talkin' tough, oh hell no
First of all, n*gga, what the f*ck you yell for?
Secondly, question be, "Do you know who you yellin' at?"
Tell him that, Comethazine blew his melon back
I smoke Thrax, you inhale on the Reggie pack
Bet you probably wonder, "How does he know that?"
'Cause every time you smoke around me, I be smellin' that
n*gga hit my phone talkin' tough, oh hell no
First of all, n*gga, what the f*ck you yell for?
Secondly, question be, "Do you know who you yellin' at?"
Tell him that, Comethazine blew his melon back
I smoke Thrax, you inhale on the Reggie pack
Bet you probably wonder, "How does he know that?"
'Cause every time you smoke around me, I be smellin' that
n*gga hit my phone talkin' tough, oh hell no
First of all, n*gga, what the f*ck you yell for?
Secondly, question be, "Do you know who you yellin' at?"
Tell him that, Comethazine blew his melon back
I smoke Thrax, you inhale on the Reggie pack
Bet you probably wonder, "How does he know that?"
'Cause every time you smoke around me, I be smellin' that