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11 months ago

Lyrics of How Much Is Weed? by Dominic Fike

intro

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

chorus

Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down (ooh)
Don't look down (ooh)

verse

Friends and family took the alley to Miami
Got caught up and now my baby's got no daddy, can you send me something?
I can't do all of this shouting on an empty stomach
I can't find myself no balance in this emptiness

verse

By "long way down," she meant the hole I dug myself
I can't keep control of myself, sometimes I just don't know my- (fuck that shit)
My bitch, she bad, dawg, it's all in my head
Mama told me, "Don't be shy," Seno said, "Let's get this" (watch how fast I switch this)

verse

What up to Gibs and Stunna Man?
Watch my brother n'em while you can, ayy
Shut up, them boys ain't coming outside
While I'm outside doing my dance

pre-chorus

And I might juk and juk, and juk, and juk and juk and juk, and juk, and juk
Remember when I couldn't make ends
Then I made M's and the shit made sense
I be looking through the

chorus

Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down (ooh)
Don't look down (ooh)

verse

Friends and family never cared about the Grammys
'Til I grew up out the hand-me-downs and bought the family house
I be looking through the photo album, you remember all the good old days? K Swiss and polo down
And mama had to put a down payment by herself and ain't nobody even try to help

verse

She went to jail and shit went left, and I was left
I did my best, I needed rest, I got arrested
Everybody looking at me like I'm not invested
Bitch, you know how hard I was stressing?

verse

Please, don't call me with weekend plans
I'm ripping out all my hair
And, bitch, I don't even dance
But sometimes, I like to

pre-chorus

Juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, I like to juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk, juk
I like to juk, juk, juk, juk-juk, juk, juk, juk-juk
Juk, juk, juk-juk, juk
I be looking through the

chorus

Photo album, but the color faded from it
If I could go back and tell you how it ends, I would've done it
Don't look down
Don't look down
Writer(s): Dominic Fike, James Stack

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