Cologne - Fetty Wap

You can still smell the weed on my cologne

Yeah, babe

Yeah, yeah, babe

Ayy, yeah

When I first seen her, knew I had to make her mine

First I eat her, then I get her from behind

Never leave her, got a ring on second time

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Roll my weed I do that shit like all the time

I’m a stoner, I smoke lemon cherry pot

Wonder how I always end up in the sky

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And you know that shit hit different when it strong

You can still smell the weed on my cologne, baby

Start the car, hit the gas, and we gone

What’s with you, baby?

Love the way you walk, I’m like «It fit you, baby»

I got you now but first it was a mission, baby

I’m like «Hey, I got a ring, I hope it fit you, baby»

No issue, baby, I keep my pistol, baby

Let a nigga trip, he come up missing, baby

Everytime you leave I’m like «I miss you, baby», I really miss you, baby

I’m coming home 'cause I can’t wait to kiss you, baby

And you know that shit hit different when it strong

You can still smell the weed on my cologne, baby

Start the car, hit the gas, and we gone

Know that shit hit different when it strong

Still smell the gas on my cologne

Trippin', baby, you the one I want

Know that shit hit different when it strong

Still smell the gas on my cologne, baby

Trippin', you the one I want

You the one I want

Gas on my cologne, yeah, baby

You the one I want

Whoa, yeah, baby