Two shot to the head he dead
Not focus on that
Let me count up my bread
Niggas only feel tough till lead
Hit up their chest
Now he has no breathe
I live life with no stress
With bad lil things
Brown lil chick from out west
And she rolling up to calm my stress
And after the smoking
Baby like let have sex
Full threat this my comeback season
I want it all that my reasons
Niggas hate guess they some demons
Cutting off the fake for showing treason
Full threat this my comeback season
I want it all that my reasons
Niggas hate guess they some demons
Cutting off the fake for showing treason
Hold up bag that shit tight
Before u get to serving like that
This game synonymous to pure white
Because if you cook it right
You have the fiends right coming back
Birds chirping all night
Is my tone to stack up that racks
Bro put it in the bag
Gotta concealed that thatu0027s pure white

Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s
Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s
Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s
Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s

Life on the edge gotta live it up
With the bros and gals
Not giving no fucks
Roll it up roll it up feel the rush
I be smoking gas
While yu0027all niggas be smoking on posh
Life on the edge gotta live it up
With the bros and gals
Not giving no fucks
Roll it up roll it up feel the rush
I be smoking gas
While yu0027all niggas be smoking on posh
Roll up get high as wiz bitch
Got bars get connected shit free bitch
I still be doing this when Iu0027m 60
Getting sky bound do u feel me
Roll up get high as wiz bitch
Got bars get connected shit free bitch
I still be doing this when Iu0027m 60
Getting sky bound do u feel me

Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s
Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s
Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s
Get busy, get busy
We flipping white like the 60u0027s