None of these niggas not giving me shit had to get off my ass and go hit me a licc
Real Eastside baby like hustlin' and shit
I'm catchin these plays like i'm Marshawn Lynch
He try like he hard but we know he a bitch
I'm mixing this potion you'd think i'm a witch
These niggas not playin they huggin the bench
And I'm steady trappin just trynna get rich
Get a house on the lake like them white folks did
My brother still locked up he doing his bid
And we ain't gone speak on the shit that we did
Scream Long Live Zayyy till I can't breathe again
Ain't no bitch I can miss cause they all spin da bin
The shit that I smoke change the scent of the wind
From Monday to Sunday we gettin it in
Chasin this cash, aint worried bout chasin no ass
I f*cked her and left she say I did her bad
Smoking this gas got me floating in mars
I get so high that i'm huggin the stars
He steppin on niggas like it's Stomp The Yard
He say that he gangsta but bro pulled his card
Her old nigga a lame she say I raised the bar
I got a lil cougar in that pussy she go roar
All of my Z niggas hop out car , I told 'em don't push me he won't make it far
Smoke big ass backwoods that shit look like cigars
I say long live my brother got this shit on my arm
Went from trappin to rappin hope this shit take me far
I got shit to lose so i know I can't fall
My bitch is so pretty she look like a doll
And I'm chain that bag like I'm Steven Seagal