my blower

esco

hold up

i got you mane

it's gettin technical

it's gettin technical

i can tell you that

ayy

forty dollars for 3 grams

told my weed man

roll up

bitch better know who i am told my lean man

po' up

already worked out a deal ain't tryna go no lower

lil' homie need to calm down

chill

good thing i had my blower

i'm always chasin' these mills

cause i used to sleep on the floor

i know you see me in all this gear

still i wanna have more

been fuckin this hoe for years

she ain't tell me this pussy was yours

she ain't tell me this pussy was yours

i just popped my hood and i can't find my motor

i walked in the bank like bitch never mind my odor

that's grade a loud i'm blowin i just put my wrist out

it's snowin

its a baby ar i'm totin'

nigga try me right now

i'mma show him

been getting paid since the percolator

you ain't real you a impersonator

i got money so damn old that it ain't even in circulate

hook your ass to a respirator

i was only tryna help you haters

send my goons to assassinate you

my joint so long i use wrapping paper

lit

i'm a stoner

met your girl at the club i'mma bone her

you can have that hoe right back

i don't want that bitch

she a loaner

used to be hanging on the corner

now a nigga live on the billboard

i got more money than i can spend

and a team full of niggas that'll kill for it

forty dollars for 3 grams

told my weed man

roll up

bitch better know who i am told my lean man

po' up

already worked out a deal ain't tryna go no lower

lil' homie need to calm down

chill

good thing i had my blower

i'm always chasin these mills

cause i used to sleep on the floor

i know you see me in all this gear

still i wanna have more

been fuckin this hoe for years

she ain't tell me this pussy was yours

lil' nigga need to go chill

good thing i had my blower

sixteen zips in the seal

twenty-five hundred tomorrow

pushin up in a new whip

got wings all on my doors

fuckin off in chanel

i done bought the hermes store up

rollin' up straight out the zip og all in my bud

made my hoe switch ships

bitch you know i'm the plug

actavis

actavis

actavis

bitch gotta keep two cups

mix it up till it turn pink

now about the time we po' up

i done been up for a week

now i feel like i'm about to throw up

fuck around hit my cup you ain't gon' do nothin but nod

ran up on a whole lotta millions super done beat those odds

hang around a lot of retards

gotta keep the hammer on guard

i'm gonna make it hard for you eat

cause most of you niggas y'all frauds

forty dollars for 3 grams

told my weed man

roll up

bitch better know who i am told my lean man

po' up

already worked out a deal ain't tryna go no lower

lil' homie need to calm down

chill

good thing i had my blower

i'm always chasin these mills

cause i used to sleep on the floor

i know you see me in all this gear

still i wanna have more

been fuckin this hoe for years

she ain't tell me this pussy was yours

lil' nigga need to go chill

good thing i had my blower