Roll Another wood Im Geeked
I like fine shit I like freaks

She keep calling my phone she tweakin
I'ma walk this bitch for no damn reason
Niggas lame and fake I peep it
All that fake love you can keep it

Blunt too fat I got it chief it
My brudda crossed me like Kyrie tryna Hella Racks In My Jeans
If Da Bih bad I'ma get her Celine

Yo bitch like how I walk on these beats
Ain't nobody harder than me
My brudda got a Glock 19
He said dat bih came with a beam

My heart too cold I can't show no love
I don't know what the fuck that mean
I can't sign no deal
Unless they comin' with some M's

Zaza blunt hit too hard
I swear to the motherfucker trim him
I can't lie I like fine shit
I prefer my bitches slim

Dark skin light skin I promise it
Don't even matter I'm tryna get in it
feeling like thuggin' I'm runnin' up digits
Every day on my grind tryna get it

is you ridin' with a nigga? let me know if you with it
Hop in the booth and I tell em let's get it
Fine shit calling my phone she with it
She said she gon' leave me alone I ain't trippin

When I get rich buy my mama a Bentley
Feel like James Harden step back and I hit it
Yeah riding round da city with some P's
We all in the black truck

Antisocial I dont really kick it
With niggas hell nahh you cannot get a Dap Up
Stay in the booth yeah I be in my zone
in this bitch every day I ain't tryna go home

Bad lil' bitch tryna fuck you she like my cologne
I fuckin' and send her ass home
35 in my blunt I'm chokin
My brother he call me he tell me I'm chosen

He said it don't matter just keep on goin
Hop in these beats just keep on flowing
sometimes I been trippin' I don't know what I'm doin
I feel underrated they know that I'm one of the ones

Hop in these beats and I walk it like Nun
Yeah yeah come on