Smokin pink runts im with the moon
Bussdown rollie its comin soon
Im in da hellcat and it go real fast foot off da brake and dat bitch go zooom
Bitch im Boogie FTS
You kno i be gettin checks
Exotic pack i smoke the best
I pray to lord cause a young nigga blessed
I pray To the lord cause a young nigga blessed
Im shootin at heads, why u got a vest?
Everybody know me
I be gettin to it
Tryna get a milli
Nothin less
Shawty mad
Cuz i stay on da block
Sorry baby but im gettin is guap
Hi tech poe dat shit on the rocks
Cookie bags fulla gas
In a box
All a nigga worred bout
Is a check
If it aint bout that then it aint bout shit
I boughty a glizzy it came with a stick
Its A 30 but it hold 26
I be high i Aint trippin on shit
How could i ever
Worry boutta bitch?
Cuz i kno
She somewhere succkin a dick
Pop a perc now i cant feel my lips
Hop out my pockets
On swoooole
I feel like da shit
Got Dat gas for da low
Niggas just tap in
I aint worried boutta hoe
Im worried bout my ends
All my niggas on go
This is aint pretend