Women Weed and Wordplay

[Verse 1]
See me rap
Bad girl drip, leaking tap
Jump out whip, see these jacks
And dash like The Flash, won’t see me back
Ugh, until the coast is clear
Don’t like drinks but I do nose beers
In depp just like johnny but I show no fear
When Las Vegas loathing I show no tears
Wait, fuck sake
I don’t wanna see tears on my mum's face
On a Monday, cos her lifestyles mundane
In a rutt hey so just have a little trust ay
Fuck babe, Ima pay for this house
But first imma blaze an ounce
Call me Hugh Hefner, keep sexy ladies about
Sesh on a jay then I’m out, bounce, brudda
I got a gram of the sesh, I got my hands on her neck
She call me Poppa Chill, while she pop a pill
Bagzy popping the percs and the xannies instead
Me, I’m on the plants to the death
Blazing fumes out my gatorbeug till I’m 82 and I’m grey and I'm dead
In a nursing home while I blaze on a sesh
I smoke on a UK dollar
Girls from the UK holla
I love me a UK Accent
You love you an eshay brudda
She loves my team and gang, the weed and slang
The green and gold is my colour
Nautica on the back of my collar
AUS 420 the fam is my brudda
Shhhhh, Are you high?
Take a puff puff then are you high?
Let the tune bump like RL grime
Give you Goosebumps like RL Stein
Picked the whip up in a RX9
Switch the whip into a RS5
The raps real, can’t tell why
Keep it vac sealed, you can’t smell mine
Shhhhh, Jobs done by nine
Never seen cells but I've done my time
Please, stick with your dumb dumb rhymes
Please, stick with your dumb dumb rhymes
I'm, I’m, one of the best
Might get punched in my head
Might get lunged for the sesh
Come get done for your bread
Bad bitch one time that I fuck on my bed
Woah, damn dirty
Good with her head just like she's Van Persie
That’s why i wanna see mans united
High on kush, and woosh, my van swerving
Skrrrrrrrrrr, dope shit
My whole crew got jumped like coke is
Whole crew got swarmed like locusts
But the broke kids never gonna lose focus I’m hopeless
If you see me swerving
Drive on by, like Ariva Derci
I get high for my 9 to 5
So from time to time you might see weed burning

[Interlude]
Ahhh, fuck me, keep going?
Yeah? Fuck, alright I got this

[Verse 2]
I try to tell em they can’t test me nada
Tryna bring truth like shows where they test the father
Gotta bitch out in Mexicana
And she stoned with coronas and moans when the sex is harder
And the breasts were larger
All black in Balenciaga
You gotta go to work in the morning?
All good girl, text me after
I don’t care bout your Michael Kors or diamonds or designer fabrics that you try import
Never been high before
I just roll you a little bit of kush and get you high some more
I’m lookin at the bitches with a joint rolled
Live a life that I don’t really know the point of
*pill drop*, coin toss
Poor the liquor for the brothers in the joint lost
Bad bitch Chanel watch a felt cloth
Pretty women in the city, let me fuck one
Drugs booze any sedative I wanted
'Cause she daddy’s little girl and got the money in a trust fund
Kinda funny how the money's in a trust fund
At the same time though I never trust none
Dope in her wallet, and coke in her pocket
Yeah the booty got me thinking I could bust one
Whenever I be stressin' I forget it when the swisher is wrapped
Shoutouts to my bitches in black
Man in the club tryna smuggle in drugs
Homie, got bitches for that
Ugh, wish that the lord would take me
Wish I could rort these pay cheques
Wish that my gift had me blessed in the lords for greatness
But my story had tore the pages
Still Chill chill, wondering these 40 acres
Alone tryna score the paper
Fornicate with girls, never ever call them later
Go out and ball like Lakers
You serve balls like Lleyton, mother fuckers all night hating
I do this for my mates g
Tell me how could you hate that?
Tell me how as a man can you not do it for your fam and relate lad?
See the bars I loan ya, prolly why I kick goals on a net
Boxed in the corner with dark aromas
Kush gets pushed till it’s rollin ya head
Like ugh, tell em that I’m all straight up
Give em what they want like Russ
Never been fussed what the whole world thinks of us
From a place where I call mates cunt
Straight up

[Outro]
AUS. SYD
Big up to everybody, good vibes
Good times, yeah
I gotta stop smokin' bro my lungs are getting bad
I'ma get that stripper