that bass up in your trunk
them drugs up in your blunt
that song stuck in your head
bitch i'm that smoke inside of your lungs
i'm coming through with that new sound
put you on to that sesh shit
then hop off to that next shit
i don't want your name in my mention feed
see i spark a blunt and play tekken 3
making money like i'm out in vegas
on the front cover of that chopper city
rolex rocking like slingshots
raise a chopper like beam shots
my chain shine like night
like hit the glue on that grey
getting cash while i'm staying focused
ginger ale in my glass and you know that glock on the dash stay loaded
you don't know me like that
everybody wanna sound like me
everybody wanna act like me
everybody wanna look like me
everybody wanna rap like me
now stand back and let me do it
bitch you can keep that 'rari
i'd rather whip around in that buick
now stand back and let me do it
bitch you can keep that 'rari
i'd rather whip around in that buick