Too Divine

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, whew)

[Chorus]
Ayy, Deuce, can you roll this for me?
Hold up, where the fuck the bag of weed?
I walked in this bitch with a pound of weed
Got it out the ground, I was in it deep
Playin' with them racks like I'm playin' with keys
The Glock the only thing that I see
Don't you love when you hear that bitch go beep?
Oh, you broke as fuck, you never heard that
I got a G2 with me, it got kickback
Give the Glock to Autumn!, shootin' out the kickback
You gotta Cash App me to get your bitch back
Knock that boy head off, tell him shake that
Tell that hoe "lol" and she say she hate that
This flow right here, yeah, I made that
Your love right here and she ate that
This nigga lollygaggin', we don't play that
She like, "Is that Rino? Could you play that?"
Shit, you got a fatty, could you shake that?
I'm too D1, I'ma just say that
I'm smokin' the fat 'Wood in a Maybach
I fuck with the white girl, I don't do the black
Where is the tape? Nigga, I had to push it back

[Verse]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, whew)
She want to meet right now
Chopper on me right now
I got the Moncler on me right now
I'm fuckin' this hoe 'cause she'll bust down
I scored on the pint, nigga, touchdown
She want me to fuck when I touch down
And this F&N sprayin' rounds
You talkin' foul, you finna fall out
'Cause the G2 really knock him out
Have his goofy ass dancin' like Lil Dorian
I got the THC up in the suorins
Gave the Gucci belt away, it got boring
We too elite, you can't ignore us
I came on the beat with a fuckin' chorus
You watchin' me like a fuckin' tourist
I'm smokin' tree like a fuckin' forest
I'm gettin' flee like I'm Chuck Norris

[Chorus]
Ayy, Deuce, can you roll this for me?
Hold up, where the fuck the bag of weed?
I walked in this bitch with a pound of weed
Got it out the ground, I was in it deep
Playin' with them racks like I'm playin' with keys
The Glock the only thing that I see
Don't you love when you hear that bitch go beep?
Oh, you broke as fuck, you never heard that
I got a G2 with me, it got kickback
Give the Glock to Autumn!, shootin' out the kickback
You gotta Cash App me to get your bitch back
Knock that boy head off, tell him shake that
Tell that hoe "lol" and she say she hate that
This flow right here, yeah, I made that
Your love right here and she ate that
This nigga lollygaggin', we don't play that
She like, "Is that Rino? Could you play that?"
Shit, you got a fatty, could you shake that?
I'm too D1, I'ma just say that
I'm smokin' the fat 'Wood in a Maybach
I fuck with the white girl, I don't do the black
Where is the tape? Nigga, I had to push it back