Rapper Weed

[Intro]
(Sonic)
Doodie in this bitch, yeah

[Verse]
What you know 'bout investigators tryna blame you for a murder? (Bitch)
And the judge wanna give you life 'cause you ain't got no lawyer (Damn)
All them niggas you rode for and you ain't get no mail (Fuck 'em)
All the money you gave out and they ain't make your bail
I'm in the streets for real
Niggas love me, they gon' kill (Kill)
I done spent a lot of money, pints, poppin' seals
On the block servin' fiends, I ain't have nothin' but some sodas (Soda)
Goin' to therapy, it feel like the devil takin' over
In the stu' smokin' rapper weed (Rapper weed)
And my bitch, shе be mad at me (Mad at me)
And thеse niggas ain't half of me (Ain't half of me)
When he died, it was a tragedy, uh (Tragedy)
I was broke and they laughed at me (Laughed at me)
Headshot (Headshot), they'll kill you
Better not (Better not) fuck with me
Red dot (Red dot), high-speed
Hot car (Hot car), yeah