Dgal - I Just (feat. 'Naki) Lyrics

I just, I just
They wanna know what I just did...
I just...
I just, flip a pound for two racks
I just, flew ya bitch and blew her back
I just, flew ya bitch and flew her back
I just, smoke weed and kick back
I just
I just
I just
I just
Smoke weed and kick back
Uh!
I just popped me a flat
Put me right on my ass
I like to relax
When I'm rollin' and smokin' that gas
I just
Gotta kick back
But I'm always on track
They should give me a plaque
I been geekin' and tweakin' all weekend
I gotta relax
Listen!
Somebody roll it up
So much money I can't fold it up
Foot on the gas I ain't slowin' up
I'm havin' my way and they knowin' that
I just copped me a pack
Honey Bourbon in fact
Stuff that shit with Afghan Kush
That shit comin' straight from Iraq
But really they slow as f*ck!
Put my signature on it, they know it's us
I'm a minister, nigga, the holy one
But I really feel like I'm the only one
Got 'em sick to they guts so they throwin' up
Gotta get to it quick ain't no holdin' up
Seven days of the week we been on the hunt
If you ready to eat gotta focus up
I ain't deep in the streets but they notice us
If it ain't about money we won't discuss
Roll a strain of that gas, let the dope combust
Took me right off my feet had to readjust
Lotta cash off the books, you can't read it up
Lotta cash off the books, you can't read it up
I just, flip a pound for two racks
I just, flew ya bitch and blew her back
I just, flew ya bitch and flew her back
I just, smoke weed and kick back
I just
I just
I just
I just
Smoke weed and kick back
Smokin' on weed with my feet up
Blowin' on KK, Khalifa
I'm makin' plays off the reefer
And I be bustin' through speakers
You niggas just follow the leaders
Say he a dog imma breed 'em
For that green used to post on the corner like Revis
I hide that shit where my jeans is
Momma keep praying to Jesus
Momma keep saying I need Him
Imma keep staying' on defense
Imma keep it real can't pretend
Rollin' up weed, f*ck feelings
Rollin' up weed, f*ck feelings
Rollin' up weed, f*ck feelings
Rollin' up weed, f*ck feelings!
I know they plottin' and schemin'
Watchin' and lookin' for weakness
Crazy, I feel like a genius
'Cause it was all part of my thesis
Nigga don't give me reason
I be too quick to squeeze it
Control, Alt, Delete 'em
Outta space with a bitch from Venus
Told her put face on my penis
When I hit, betta act like she need it
Can't get attached, it's a secret
Can't f*ck with these niggas they leeches
Can't f*ck with these niggas policeman
When I rap, I feel like I'm preachin'
Pop a Xan, can't feel I'm geekin'
Pop a Xan, can't feel I'm geekin'
I just, run it up for no reason
I just, run it up, run it up for no reason!
I just, flip a pound for two racks
I just, flew ya bitch and blew her back
I just, flew ya bitch and flew her back
I just, smoke weed and kick back
I just
I just
I just
I just
Smoke weed and kick back
Smoke weed and kick back
Smoke weed and kick back...