Yea run it up
Get the bag
We be coolin
Rolling purple up
These niggas mad
Tweaking
Fuck wrong wit them
We kickin back
I'm just trynna smoke and turn the party up
I be chillin daily I'm on ice and out the way
Smoking all this dope I'm getting fried and making pape
I be talking to myself I just say t4 you gon make it
Then I put my word to action and I make what I am saying
I think I need a vacation

Have some fun and get away
Cuz right now
Shyt just Tweakin
And I don't know what to say
But I'm just gon go and go
cuz im on a mission yea
While im on it imma smoke
Throw my vision in the air
Im the over seer of my fucking destiny for real
If I don't fucking do who else gon take my dream make it real
Nobody exactly
So I'm gon do this shyt her for real
I love my whip I love my wheel
I love a girl who love to chill
But like I said
I be dolo can't you fucking see
Smoking on that dope
That's the smell
It is pungenty
Nigga mind my business
Stay out the way
No you can't fuck wit me
If you ain't saying nothing positive
Then shut up like please
Cuz I can't fucking do it
And I don't wanna hear that shyt
And If it's money talk is fluent
I'm not wit that sucka shyt
Nigga you a fucking bitch
Why you broke and pocket watching
Go and get some money bitch
But I digress
My pockets knottin