bulma

francis, oliver

i took her in the chilling squad but she didn't yeah

ridin lynard skinnard pourin out the liquor yeah

since a youngin i been chillin with some bitches

smokin out my mama house

had to burn the incense

that bitch eat the butt and my bitch eat some fruit

my bitch got the gat and all she smoke is boof

shawty mix the syrup in the soda

ass so fat got them titties like bulma

champagne glass sippin act when i roll up

polo caps

smell the pack when we roll up

i got some act in the sack

i bought it back in the day

some of your people they fake

i tell them all to they face

cutlass rollin up

sippin vitamin water and smokin on some purple stuff

polo caps

smell the pack

yeah you know its us

ash tray full of cigarette butts and honey berry guts

tendency of mixing hennessy with them prescription drugs

run up in the kwik-e-mart and tell apu to stick em up

counting guap for a bad bitch riding shotgun

cloudgang make it rain had to pull the top up

cloudboys throwin shade

i needa grip the yopper

cloudboys switchin lanes can't nobody stop us

young kevin costner

lil pill popper

and they love it when that ho call me big papa

and her hair down

imma pull the roof down

yeah we make it rain and we smoke a fuckin boof blunt

that bitch said she love me but she don't

so i drown my sorrows in the styrofoam

pop a xanax and i feel at home

my feet lift off the ground and then i start to float

we sippin purple and we blowin purple smoke

yeah i pass it to your bitch and she choke

bitch i'm smokin boof and sippin fours

diamonds on my wrist i swear they glows

bitch i'm smokin boof and sippin fours

diamonds on my wrist i swear they glows