Stepped On Some Weed

Chorus

Pretty  young thing you know I stay fly
Stepped  on some weed now my heels high
Niggas trying to wife me but I say bye
Too busy stacking bread up I got no time

All  my bitches bad (tens) dimes
Rari  pull up gang and we gon’ ride
All yo bitches wack but it's no surprise mm mm

I  can tell that your bag is a counterfeit
You fucking broke niggas who can’t buy shit
Cappin’ for the gram but you live a lie mm mm

If I post it then I own it ain't no flexing
Nobody  gave me nothing I put that work in
Always hustling I’m a sleep when I die mm mm

Verse 1

Red Bull running through my veins cause I don’t never sleep
They told me I will never make it aight we gon’ see
I write my own lyrics it’s coherent
Got experience it’s apparent
My appearance what I'm wearing
Got em’ curious
Bitch anyone not contributing cut off no reply
In the sheets is not the only place I want to grind
I like cash flow
Got a two-seater sitting pretty Maserati go

Chorus

Pretty young thing you know I stay fly
Stepped on some weed now my heels high
Niggas trying to wife me but I say bye
Too busy stacking bread up I got no time

I can tell that your bag is a counterfeit
You fucking broke niggas who can’t buy shit
Cappin’ for the gram but you live a lie mm mm

If I post it then I own it ain't no flexing
Nobody gave me nothing I put that work in
Always hustling I’m a sleep when I die mm mm