We smoke up the pack
Those Cookies a rack
Got me a stack
I ain’t gon lack
I spend up a check, I ain’t worried nothin Ill get it right back
She flash that cake and a I need me a plate send a pin where you at
I hit it back to back now I’m back
I must have tunnel vision bitch I stuck to the plan
Used to smoke black n milds straight, and I ain’t doin that
I put a hollow inside of the mac
I moved a thousand miles away and I ain’t Comin back
You got those clown stains on your face, now why you did that
Now I can’t look go back
My phones on lock now
Bitch keep me locked down
Might just go pop out
Shwa got bops now
Got me a bag on the way
I never dry snitch on nobody ever I never give names
I’d never switch up one of my brothers I’d rather get framed
Please don’t say that, Repo my pack
I got more than, enough, you can take that
That don’t sound real, this sounds made up
I’ve had enough, I wanna layback and take pills
I’ve been in france
I got the bag for real
N Ive been man for real
Shawty got banned for real
Soon as I land what’s the deal
She couldn’t stand the pills
But she know the drill
Imma go ball for real
Imma go get me a mill
Imma go shoppin n pop me a seal
Opposites turn officers we killin ops for real
Roll up, take off
Put on my song
Hold on wait pause
This ain’t enough
Don’t call me out
I just re-upped
I need a blunt
You think your tuff
That’s closure enough
Your poison good luck
Ten past twelve and I’ve been up all night
Fuck I need you for, stay out my life
I don’t play games and I’ll never stay the night
Bitch I don’t know which hoe to take I can’t decide