Delivery

See me glo'in up
See me on the west
Kewl Kash Killa crystals on my wrist
I'm a grown bitch, I do what the fuck I want
Kush got me gone its so loud I can't hear or talk
I can't feel my face I feel like I'm dead, real talk
I don't do drugs for fun I have 420 problems
Bet if I chill with a thug I could turn him soft
Feel like I'm Laura Croft
Killing these mummies off

Only money can love me
These niggas is snitches you get nothin from me
You buggin me callin my celly, annoyin
You're too weak for my squad you get no deployment
I can't stop crying, la cebolla
You can't match with me oscar de la hoya
I am a flower these haters are soil
I don't fuck with toys don't like fuckin with boys
I do not like emotions bitch I'm a ghost
I be doin the most
My spirit lies in the ocean in the west coast
Dyin in the mist and you can't save me
Mostly your money can pay me

I been on lately
Swervin niggas, savin payments
Cashin checks, bitch I'm hateless
I shouldn't have to say this
Seeing haters I feel sympathy
You should feel less salty once you simp to me
Its just a trip to me I have a laugh then I sip my lean
Smoking tree is my ritual
Niggas claimin I'm on they dick but I ain't hit you though
Your number ain't in my phone