I don't even wanna f*ck with shawty no more, she too immature tryna give me hickeys
Mad I'm tryna roll up while I drive but I can't even do it, the bud too sticky
I'm in the charger going top speed, bad bitch with me like Sam Whitwicky
At the dispensary pissing the workers off, my weed taste too picky
Told my brother to watch out for jurisdictions, he going city to city
I'm all in Houston with the bad bitches, they all wanna drink Pink Whitney
18 wheeler boys, 2XX shit, we all ride around with semis
Actions speak louder than words, my nigga the less you say is plenty
2017 I was with Ashley tryna make it work but you tried to bash me
High as f*ck up in the booth like Gojo
Feel like the worlds clashing
Hacker look like Lil Tecca, leak my music
We gon' hold him for ransom
Bad lil bitch keep calling me handsome
From the back got her singing just like Pink Panthers
Not Sway in the morning, bitch I got all her answers
Ohh Faygo me please, I don't pour drank in Fantas
This that new wave shit, 360 shit like Faze Clips
Treat my catalog just like my seed, nigga I raised this
I can't f*ck with new niggas, they always on some lame shit
Drive the manual just like Vin Diesel, watch me gear shift
I can't f*ck with bougie bitches that sit all day on Pinterest
If you not two times can't hit my blunt, nigga I don't split pills
This that pure drank, no footprints, this one shit not distilled
Bitch ask me why I'm always in the stu, I'm tryna get rich still
4LA compound tryna stack this bread, this bitch like General Mills
Smoking back to back tryna forget her, but shit I still love her still
FDA approved, can't buy no pint if it ain't come sealed
Finna buy Pro Tools, my partner Jay got military discounts
I got bad hoes from wall to wall like the 07' Chris Brown
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I don't even wanna f*ck with shawty no more, she too immature tryna give me hickeys
Mad I'm tryna roll up while I drive but I can't even do it, the bud too sticky
I'm in the charger going top speed, bad bitch with me like Sam Whitwicky
At the dispensary pissing the workers off, my weed taste too picky
Told my brother to watch out for jurisdictions, he going city to city
I'm all in Houston with the bad bitches, they all wanna drink Pink Whitney
18 wheeler boys, 2XX shit, we all ride around with semis
Actions speak louder than words, my nigga the less you say is plenty
2017 I was with Ashley tryna make it work but you tried to bash me
High as f*ck up in the booth like Gojo
Feel like the worlds clashing
Hacker look like Lil Tecca, leak my music
We gon' hold him for ransom
Bad lil bitch keep calling me handsome
From the back got her singing just like Pink Panthers
Not Sway in the morning, bitch I got all her answers
Ohh Faygo me please, I don't pour drank in Fantas
This that new wave shit, 360 shit like Faze Clips
Treat my catalog just like my seed, nigga I raised this
I can't f*ck with new niggas, they always on some lame shit
Drive the manual just like Vin Diesel, watch me gear shift
I can't f*ck with bougie bitches that sit all day on Pinterest
If you not two times can't hit my blunt, nigga I don't split pills
This that pure drank, no footprints, this one shit not distilled
Bitch ask me why I'm always in the stu, I'm tryna get rich still
4LA compound tryna stack this bread, this bitch like General Mills
Smoking back to back tryna forget her, but shit I still love her still
FDA approved, can't buy no pint if it ain't come sealed
Finna buy Pro Tools, my partner Jay got military discounts
I got bad hoes from wall to wall like the 07' Chris Brown
Mad I'm tryna roll up while I drive but I can't even do it, the bud too sticky
I'm in the charger going top speed, bad bitch with me like Sam Whitwicky
At the dispensary pissing the workers off, my weed taste too picky
Told my brother to watch out for jurisdictions, he going city to city
I'm all in Houston with the bad bitches, they all wanna drink Pink Whitney
18 wheeler boys, 2XX shit, we all ride around with semis
Actions speak louder than words, my nigga the less you say is plenty
2017 I was with Ashley tryna make it work but you tried to bash me
High as f*ck up in the booth like Gojo
Feel like the worlds clashing
Hacker look like Lil Tecca, leak my music
We gon' hold him for ransom
Bad lil bitch keep calling me handsome
From the back got her singing just like Pink Panthers
Not Sway in the morning, bitch I got all her answers
Ohh Faygo me please, I don't pour drank in Fantas
This that new wave shit, 360 shit like Faze Clips
Treat my catalog just like my seed, nigga I raised this
I can't f*ck with new niggas, they always on some lame shit
Drive the manual just like Vin Diesel, watch me gear shift
I can't f*ck with bougie bitches that sit all day on Pinterest
If you not two times can't hit my blunt, nigga I don't split pills
This that pure drank, no footprints, this one shit not distilled
Bitch ask me why I'm always in the stu, I'm tryna get rich still
4LA compound tryna stack this bread, this bitch like General Mills
Smoking back to back tryna forget her, but shit I still love her still
FDA approved, can't buy no pint if it ain't come sealed
Finna buy Pro Tools, my partner Jay got military discounts
I got bad hoes from wall to wall like the 07' Chris Brown
Writer: David Crawford
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