and tunji brought the trees that turned my trousers into cement drawls
only vouchers is my in-laws
one verse is like an eight ball
seen it cock back and knock caps like it's senior year
these niggas think i give a fuck
i've been riding clean in my bucket for a couple years
i've been pre-stressed laurence pucket
baby hold my hand while i stumble up these fucking stairs
and hoes love it when i'm high off life
y'all too busy popping mollys
my favorite rapper popping ollies and he rap all dyke
see i've been stressing for a blessing
the one that would set me apart
when they say money solve 'em