PreRoll

[Produced by Kid Class]

[Verse 1]
Private flight to the city that your bitch in
Changing scenery if baby girl bitching
Prerolled by the dozen, young nigga I should stop
Diamonds in the watch make your main bitch flop
Been slept on cause niggas don’t know me
And time equals money so I ball for a Rolex
Grew up cross the world, y’all ain’t never left the city
We fucking old hoes, they got the new titties
Smoking OG, hopping out the town car
My ex hit my phone like stop acting like a star
Extendo blunt put a nigga on the moon
Private club, members only, swear to [?] coming soon
Work a little harder, need a whole lot of commas
Fuck you and your friend if you down lil mama
Vintage frame shopping, I be in and out of [?]
Tell the waiter bring me Figi, I ain’t fucking with the soda

[Hook]
Living like this for the rest of my life
Kush had me high for the last few nights
Private club the squad and we always on the road
Take a look into the duffel, there’s 100 prerolls
I need 100 prerolls, 100 prerolls
100 prerolls, me and your bitch need 100 prerolls

[Verse 2]
500 for a three pack of [?] Ts
And your main player hate cause your man ain’t me
They call me Cartier Rizzy when I land in the D
And if her pussy top flight then she know where I sleep
And I say it to your face, ain’t no need for the sneak
[?] Carleton with your bitch and we stay at the peak
The pussy’ll get Debo’d, OZM and prerolls
Feel it in the air like my name is Beanie Seagal
I got tickets to the show and your wife want to win em
What you paying for your mortgage what I blow on a dinner
This boss shit lil boy, you better get with the system
Been hot, I just need a perfect timing to pitch it
I drive it a couple days, I’m at the dealer to switch it
Just came off tour and these hoes want to kick it
If I hit her more than twice then I do got to ditch it
And she not a Benihanas, she a JR Cricket

[Hook]