8 - Bit

[Verse 1]
8 bitties in my whip, now I'm lit
Just rolled a fat wood, hol up
Pass me the big, Im only smoking good, hol up
You smoking mid, Im on my grown man shit
You stuck being a kid, shouts out to all my baby mommas
Mane shout out my kids, fuck your whole clique
Stop frontin' we know your bitch
I'ma send some shots at your cap, ain't no lids
No camp pussy, yeah I'm all about my bids
Everytime I swang through they know what it is
Every snap I open, thats another pair of tits
Every sack I open thats another fuckin' zip
Every blunt I face, I get higher than a bitch
If he got a problem, any problem I can fix
His bitch got a problem I'm gone fix it with my dick
Check my fuckin' swag, and new diamonds on my wrist
I don't need to speed my money on that dumb shit
I'm tired of these pussies saying that they drum shit
Yeah you got a gun and all but you ain't dumping it
If we throwin' hands then my squad is jumpin' in
I don't do no fair shit, you know it boy Squints