[Chorus x2]
Roll up Roll up
Rip beats while a nigga gettin fried in the seats
Pour up Pour up!
Spittin heat hoe please go find me a leaf
I get it nigga we getting lifted
I got the cloud as a witness
Excuses leading to crickets
[Verse 1: Dynasty]
Ima fiend when I flow
Blunt just wrote 16 for the bro
Pop said boy just leave it alone
Spit green from the throat
Prolly dream of the dope
Let's roll out
Only fam get a trip to smoke out
Blue dream like the team tryna loc out
Vizine can't clean what we blow out
Got tools for the visual
Arteece my piece is original
Abstract deep thought so critical
Tupac Mike jack in the physical
What a resurrection
Nigga need a sword just to cut the tension
Hit the back door As I cut detention
Yeah nigga Ima rebel I forgot to mention
Did you get the memo?
You ain't tune in when I slip the demo
Hear a nigga name and assume we ghetto
Late night great cyph had a talk wit Leno
I'm the D-Y
N A S T Y
Gimme loot like B-I
Double G-I
Eat blunts when I see 5
Oh me my
Niggas not tryna see time
PO on a bee line
Too cold for the heat two barks for the feline
Now the pussy gon be mine
Too woke for the sleep, too tense for the recline
Got a nigga on rewind
New flow for the beat, new hoes gotta deny
Ain't used to the decline
2 smacks on the behind
(Good game!)
[Chrorus x2]
[Verse 2: Dynasty]
Yo.. Ima zone when I sip
Yo bitch get straight bone to the lip
My chick laid up home for the kid
Never phone for the kid
Shorty know what it is
Yeah.. Let's gets right
Fall back if you didn't get the invite
Straight gas girl be careful when you ignite
Turnt out when i hit her with the insight
Straight smacks to the camera
No pics never catch us living glamorous
We movin low we never lose control & no stupid hoe could ever handle us
True.. Gotta switch the method
Made his ass think wit a mental weapon
Catch em off guard, I neglect to prep em
Then split wit his chick to inspect the Rectum
[Chorus x2]