[Intro: Chance The Rapper] We just been smoking a bowl We just been smoking We just been smoking a bowl We just been smoking a bowl We just been We just been smoking a bowl We just been smoking a bowl We just been smoking a, we just What the fuck is going on? When did we buy a bowl?
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper] We just been smoking a bowl We don't got no time to roll I'm always out on the road She don't got time for a whole Little bit of time that we have We used to purchase a half There's gon' be no time to smoke I'm always throwing on clothes She always throwing a fit We don't got no time for no sex I just put milk in the bowl She don't be cooking at all She just put weed in the bowl She don't have time for herself She putting points on the board, yes You know she carry her own You know she carry a child She wake up at crack of dawn She don't be cracking a smile So when she packing the bowl I grab her, I tell her [Hook: Chance The Rapper] Let me crack this blunt Slow it down for a second Break it down, ooh She said, "let me lick this blunt" Slow it down for a second Break it down, ooh We deserve, we deserve We deserve, a smoke break We deserve, we deserve We deserve, a smoke break
[Verse 2: Chance The Rapper] Truth being told, we used to movies and bowl We used to Netflix and roll I used to pass her the smoke She used to laugh at my jokes You pat my back when I choke Wish we were stuck in our ways We way too young to get old We stuck together like oowops We smoke to Fetty, sing ZooWap Traphouse 3, Guwop I shoulda knew when I grew up It would be no time at all We went from White Owls to Raws We went from joints to a bowl She need a second to breathe We need an actual smoke sesh
[Hook: Chance The Rapper] Let me crack your back Slow it down for a second Take it down, ooh Let me run this back Slow it down for a minute You deserve, you deserve We deserve, we deserve We deserve, a smoke break We deserve, we deserve We deserve, a smoke break
[Verse 3: Future] I don't have time to finesse I put some ice on your neck But I ain't holding you back I spend my time on the road Super ain't saving no hoes I don't have time to patrol Let me break these bales right down for a second When it touch down, ooh I got to lay back the roof I got to break the new rules She can't be taking no cost When she involved with a boss Please don't get lost in the sauce Please don't get lost in the sauce She been like this from the door Told me my mom was a whore I gave her percs for myself I give her a perc for esteem I'm tryna crown me a queen You hear the chains when they cling I take the molly its clean I push the whip with the wings I gotta be overseas I gotta be on the pedal I push it down to the floor I got designer galore I keep some Goyard and gars I smoke out all of my cars You smell the weed in the air You smell the smoke in the seats You went and had our child You didn't abandon the D You got me twisted at least You can
[Hook: Chance The Rapper Future] Let me crack your back Let me rub you all over Take it down, ooh Let me make this blunt Make you dinner or somethin' You deserve, you deserve We deserve, we deserve We deserve, a smoke break We deserve, we deserve We deserve, a smoke break
Compositores: Nayvadius Demun Wilburn, Chancelor Johnathan Bennett (Chance), Garren Sean Langford (Garren) ECAD: Obra #14952245