week

Pull up and let's geek for the week
I'm sick of fucking clubbing on these freak hoes
They tried to book me they can hide the fee though
I been better since you been with me
I got 50 notes busting out my jeans
P-p-p-pop two [?] can't see though
I been rolling, rolling, rolling, in my sleep
Might as well hop in the car, I know you want to go with me

I been making money out my Distro
In the back field, puffing on a dispo (yeah)
I'm with you so I can flow like this though (yeah)
Let my soul go flow in the mist hoe (Oh, yeah)
Money in my pocket and it's blue yeah
I don't even like to be with you no more
And it's crazy cuz it's all I used to do yeah
Pull up to Dublin and I fucking break the rules oh yeah
Man there's only so much words that I can use oh yeah
Before I met you and I think I'm knowing you oh yeah
Man there's only so much things that I can do
So imma spill up in my songs like some fucking haikus oh yeah

Pull up and let's geek for the week
I'm sick of fucking clubbing on these freak hoes
They tried to book me they can hide the fee though
I been better since you been with me