Yea!
Ya!
Ha!
Something wrong you see me jogging in the night, Yeah yeah
I heard you've been fucking with the DY
I'm so fucking high, I'm fucking lit
Fuck a bitty job, go hit a lick
I love marijuana, soda I got to see
Shut up and suck on me
That shit is like therapy
Fuck what they talking bout nigga
These niggas mad at me nigga
Yall ain't from the city, it be hot as hell
Down south, linking up with the cartel
Fingers glowing up, that's how we hit the RUU
I'm so fucking high, I'm high like Timmy Tu
Shy? She a fiend for the camera, yeah
Fuck a city when it's time to fuck, yeah
They for sure with the cap shit, yeah
Cause for sure we finna fuck em up
Something wrong you see me jogging in the night, Yeah yeah
I heard you've been fucking with DY
I'm so fucking high, I'm feeling lit
Fuck another job go hit a lick, Yeah yeah
Fuck it, fuck it count it up
Crazy crazy, it's time to light a blunt
I was in the field when I was sparking up for real
I was in the hood when I was trying to get a deal
Yeah yeah
Vegas for a show another solid 100 Yea
Got to start with something till you running up a bag
50's always talking about doing no running there's nothing to fear
Yeah friendly fire, everybody on the scope
John Gotti pressure everybody finna choke
Titties out tell the single ladies how to do it
I was outside, 100 Nights, 100 Moons
Outside, we keep it gully with the RUU
Metal on my swaggy, metal flow, metal shoes
In the south side, we be smoking up a Tu
Yeah, that's what it do
Rah, Rah