Dank is the smell
Came in on twelve, finna raise hell
I'm geeked can't you tell
Leaning off the rail, blowing sweets til I'm pale
Keep it like I sell
Saw lil mama noticed, the aroma made her glance
I been moving smooth like I'm floating off them xans
Know my game good, ain't them jokers in the stands
And my name good, they already knowing who I am aye
Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby timber
Make you sing is you soprano or a tenor (Let me know aye)
Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby timber
Make you sing is you soprano or a tenor (Do, Re, Mi)
Aah, I'm headed to the bank
My eyes hella low not from the smoke, I'm on the drank
I feel like Waka Flock, I'm going hard I'm in the paint
I'm on a roll, I pick a ho and Ima stab it like a shank
Little bitch what do you think
It ain't no smoking for free, hell no
I get the money and dip, play with it I got the strap, velcro
I'm the man, dunk on a ho like Jawannaman
Tell her to leave never come again
My brody stay with the strap if a lil nigga act Ima guarantee he never run again
I run it up in my section
I do not f*ck with my ex's no
We didn't work out you were flexing
I got that pussy and stretched it
Done wore it out, my life a movie no Paramount
I get a bag and I'm headed out
You would think I was a part of an exorcism
How they turning their head around aye, aye, aye
Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby timber
Make you sing is you soprano or a tenor (Let me know aye)
Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby timber
Make you sing is you soprano or a tenor (Aye, Triple D)
Came through looking like a million and a half
Seen me walking by and started clearing up a path
If you with ya shawty better get her to the pad
I would hate to have to take her like ya children do a bath
Aye, Oou, Aye, Oou, Oou
I done been swag long time
Real life, f*ck online
Get a dime, knock it on down
Ima take her right from ya finger when ya thinking oou she all mine
Head and that coochie all mine but shorty been a groupie whole time
And you been a goofy whole time, not me nigga not I
I need the cream, karats and the P's
And the bread like a Potpie
She ain't tryna get up on her knees or in the bed shit bye bye
Summer day nigga still cool, you feel the breeze when I ride by
Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby timber
Make you sing is you soprano or a tenor (Let me know aye)
Heads turn every time I enter
Hotboy baby come get you a winner
Take you home and knock you down baby timber
Make you sing is you soprano or a tenor aye
Know you wanna join the choir
Heard that boy Scuttino and lil criiipa on fire
Say you swagging harder on my mama you a liar
Don't make me go off up in the trunk and grab the fire aye
That boy criiipa he gone work til he retire aye
I don't give a f*ck boy you know you tired aye
They won't be satisfied until somebody die aye
Ima kill it but I'm looking so alive aye yea so alive aye aye