Boof pack

Everybody know i’m mixin syrup and the fanta
Hit em with that kioken, kung fu panda
Smokin boof pack take a blunt to my face
I told her i’m not feelin her, i need some space

I hear this money callin on a iphone 6
I’m twisting aloe vera , crack another swish
I had to grip the gat, had to grip the yopper
That boy broke, head to ihopper

Sippin on a 4 while i’m speeding down the freeway
Smokin honey berry blunts, i can’t see straight
My bitch got the juice had another fruit basket
The boy ackin tough, put em in a casket

Master found my stash and banished me from the dojo
So i kick my feet up and roll another doja
Smokin aloe vera pack
Bitch is lifeless
Smokin out my mamas house
Had to burn the incense

She told me that she love me
But she don’t
So i drown my sorrows in a styrofoam cup

Every time i hit the blunt
Bitch i’m floating
Hennesy and lemonade
(?)

Polo caps
Smell like weed when we roll up
New ripped jeans
Boy you don’t know us

Had to get this money ain’t got no choice
Smoke a boof pack cigarello to my face
Eyes so red my head on cloud
We was smokin boof we was smokin loud

Shawty said she miss me
But i’m rich she don’t feel me
Never need no help
Bitch it’s all me