Smokin’ Bee Pack

[Intro]
(Weed Legend, roll that shit back)
Y'all know what it is, man (Baow, baow)
It's that FREE SIAH nigga, man, big 9600 shit (Big 9600)
Grraow, baow (Gang, gang)

[Chorus]
I was about to let you live but I ain’t done yet
Young nigga, I been pushin’ weight like I got BowFlex
Smokin’ on that Bee pack, she want war, it’s a bet
Please get off my dick, you niggas suspect
She say she tryna rump, like get off that
He say he got money, put it where his mouth at
Can’t Travis Hunter me, can’t give a bitch a dime bag
You ain’t got a bitch but tryna ask me where mine at

[Verse 1]
I mix DeLuca, with Adouli, ‘cause it’s fuck the opps
Fuck the Oddcord too, man that shit’ll never stop
Only got love for T.T., and a few other niggas
But besides for them niggas, y’all can suck a cock
Bounce out with a .45 tryna hit a bitch
If she try to line me, I might beat her ass and kill the bitch
The opps see I’m relevant and instantly they on my dick
The biggest in my city, hurry up and come take a pic’

[Chorus]
I was about to let you live but I ain’t done yet
Young nigga, I been pushin’ weight like I got BowFlex
Smokin’ on that Bee pack, she want war, it’s a bet
Please get off my dick, you niggas suspect (Oh, my God)
She say she tryna rump, like get off that
He say he got money, put it where his mouth at
Can’t Travis Hunter me, can’t give a bitch a dime bag
You ain’t got a bitch but tryna ask me where mine at

[Verse 2]
Yeah, I'm with my brother and we slidin' too
I punched lil Joshua in his face, he started cryin' too
I'm tryna fight, he start to run, went into hiding too
The whole point is y'all can see what SIAH do
I'm smokin' opp pack daily, fresh fade with the braids, I know the niggas hate me
Nigga probably mad because his bitch tryna date me
Got a white shooter, call that nigga Slim Shady (Baow, baow)
Make a bitch say, "Baow", like she YakkPakk
I got in a new Gen 5 in my backpack
Hold on, nah for real? Nigga, scratch that
Niyah keep on playin', I'ma send where her dad at (Six feet under)

[Chorus]
I was about to let you live but I ain’t done yet
Young nigga, I been pushin’ weight like I got BowFlex
Smokin’ on that Bee pack, she want war, it’s a bet
Please get off my dick, you niggas suspect
She say she tryna rump, like get off that
He say he got money, put it where his mouth at
Can’t Travis Hunter me, can’t give a bitch a dime bag
You ain’t got a bitch but tryna ask me where mine at

[Outro]
(This is a certified SIAH production)