Serve You

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Ay man, look, call me, whatever you need, I got it
Bring it to you wherever you at, I don't give a fuck
Fuck the feds
Yeah, uh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I'll serve you outta I-HOP
Serve you at your momma's house
Runnin' up a check, I can't even fold my wallet now
Bitches used to curve me, now they want my marijuana clouds
You ain't gotta see me but just know I'm somewhere lookin down
Backwood, that's breakfast
Bust a nut tell her "catch it"
She crossed off my wishlist, my mack game stupendous
My pack flip like gymnasts, dope man no chemist
Yo blunts skimp like twig tips, my blunt big like nig lips
Lil nigga I does this, smokin' dope just to function
Yo plug sell you 'tussin, yo sprite filled with nothin'
Find me in your city with that model you be lovin'
Fillin up her DM's while I'm puncturing her stomach
Down south nigga, I ain't never ran from nothin'
Yeah my kicks look dusty but I swear your bitch love it
You can't bring me to your momma crib cause all I do is trap
Makin' plays during dinner cause I gotta get this stack

(Yo, what the fuck, Luve? [What?] You think you can just fuckin' make plays outta my momma's house like this? [I mean, what you want me to tell these niggas, no?] Are you fuckin crazy? Get the fuck outta here. Bum ass.)

Why you rappin bout shit that ain't true?
My nigga you broke so how the fuck you making moves?
You think you flexin', that's your roommates shoes, nigga
I play to win, you was born to lose
They think I'm snappin' but I'm really on cruise, okay
They tryin' to copy but I'm built like jewels
I roll a blunt and I forget about you
I get amnesia when it come to these fools
My phone ringin' off the hook like a cartoon
Nigga try to jack me hit em with the harpoon
I don't know how to act I'm a damn coon
She love my songs say I put her in a good mood
Kinda busy, I don't get a chance to reply to her
Tonight I'm high and I might die, but I won't cry to ya
You can look me in my eyes and I'll lie to ya
My eyes red, but that's only cause I'm high, stupid