Nigga stop it
Lighter light it
I'm just trynna fucking smoke
Big pack
3.5 wood
Bitch I'm on the moon
I cannot fuck with
None of these bitches
Til I'm fully on
When I'm up as fuck
I touch a million
Hm
In my pockets bruh
I got chameleons
Hm
I'm gon add it up
Yuh
Hey huh hey
Niggas mad asf yea
Hey huh hey
He can't rock wit us yea
Hey huh hey
I'm so geeked up I'm on mars
Shorty said she wanna whip my muhfuckin car
Fuck is wrong witchu
You reaching kinda far
I'm gon boot up off that goop
And I'm gon touch them fucking stars
Nigga you ain't fucking low
You raise yo hand up kinda far
Favorite car is a lambo
I wanna cop aventador
I'm going stupid on my soul
And for my bro I go to war
Roll my wood
Dumb impressive
I ain't drop none on the floor
Shorty like me
Play Aaliyah rock da boat
I turn to whore
Huh huh
I want next
I don't want your ass no more
She play checkers
I play chess
And I'm gon add onto my score
Niggas know I'm going crazy got 3 albums dropping more
Got so many flavors can't pick what to smoke
1 I got gelato
2 got sugar cone
Ok if you do not smoke
You could just say that
Yea
I'm gon call my bro we run that play back yea
Niggas mad as fuck we know that
You can tell me shit so pussy you can fall back
Why you posing like my brudda got a Kodak
Sorry Nigga you can't be up in my Kodak
Pull up fuck up on ya white wife like I'm Kodak
If I'm out enjoy the nite life and we know that
Uh
Niggas mad he don't got guap like he be showing
Uh
Pussy boy stop talking you do not be knowing
Row, row my boat
Bitch I'm gon keep rowing
Grow, grow my weed
Bitch I'm gon keep growing
Yea
Hey hey
Yea
Nigga
I'm going harder than you
Yea
I'm going harder than you
Yea yea
I'm going harder than you
Yea yea
I'm going harder than you
Yea yea, bitch