Yeah
I think we got another one right here shit
I've been havin visions from the jump knew I was gifted
If they start snitchin they get smoked just like a Winston
I'm from Tempe Arizona a place you could never stay
90 degrees up at night and 110 during the day
In fact I might pack up and just move out to the Bay cuz I got slaps on deck Like E40 or Mac Dre
Remember bumpin OutKast they would treat me like an outcast
Look at all these little rappers that imma out last
This that boom bap shit smokin on grass shit
Hit the joint then pass it smoke it then cash it
I remember smokin wax in my blunt then I put that shit down and started levelin up
Two bad bitches and mimosas they wanna do yoga smokin that green like master Yoda
Sippin water not soda Figi not Cola
Crackhead bitches always askin for the yola
I'm on the 17th floor at the W6 kick the frat boys out so I can chill with the chicks
You talkin out your ass sayin you pull up with sticks
I might go cop a chopper and open up that clip
Kickin incredibly dope shit RIP Mac pull up with the MAC bitch I can never lack
You makin no moves I'm 3/4 to a plack it's funny how motherf*ckers went and stabbed me in the back
I done put you on now you actin like a bitch but enough about this man I already wrote a diss
Imma just chill at the penthouse crib I'm 1 floor above you sike it's more like 6
Man you gotta be pissed cuz I'm talkin my shit
You know the lines to my song bitch Suck My Dick
In a couple of years my wallet finna be thick I ain't got a lot of money still incredibly rich
Aye let that shit vibe
I'm on the 17th floor and I'm on top of the world
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Yeah
I think we got another one right here shit
I've been havin visions from the jump knew I was gifted
If they start snitchin they get smoked just like a Winston
I'm from Tempe Arizona a place you could never stay
90 degrees up at night and 110 during the day
In fact I might pack up and just move out to the Bay cuz I got slaps on deck Like E40 or Mac Dre
Remember bumpin OutKast they would treat me like an outcast
Look at all these little rappers that imma out last
This that boom bap shit smokin on grass shit
Hit the joint then pass it smoke it then cash it
I remember smokin wax in my blunt then I put that shit down and started levelin up
Two bad bitches and mimosas they wanna do yoga smokin that green like master Yoda
Sippin water not soda Figi not Cola
Crackhead bitches always askin for the yola
I'm on the 17th floor at the W6 kick the frat boys out so I can chill with the chicks
You talkin out your ass sayin you pull up with sticks
I might go cop a chopper and open up that clip
Kickin incredibly dope shit RIP Mac pull up with the MAC bitch I can never lack
You makin no moves I'm 3/4 to a plack it's funny how motherf*ckers went and stabbed me in the back
I done put you on now you actin like a bitch but enough about this man I already wrote a diss
Imma just chill at the penthouse crib I'm 1 floor above you sike it's more like 6
Man you gotta be pissed cuz I'm talkin my shit
You know the lines to my song bitch Suck My Dick
In a couple of years my wallet finna be thick I ain't got a lot of money still incredibly rich
Aye let that shit vibe
I'm on the 17th floor and I'm on top of the world
I think we got another one right here shit
I've been havin visions from the jump knew I was gifted
If they start snitchin they get smoked just like a Winston
I'm from Tempe Arizona a place you could never stay
90 degrees up at night and 110 during the day
In fact I might pack up and just move out to the Bay cuz I got slaps on deck Like E40 or Mac Dre
Remember bumpin OutKast they would treat me like an outcast
Look at all these little rappers that imma out last
This that boom bap shit smokin on grass shit
Hit the joint then pass it smoke it then cash it
I remember smokin wax in my blunt then I put that shit down and started levelin up
Two bad bitches and mimosas they wanna do yoga smokin that green like master Yoda
Sippin water not soda Figi not Cola
Crackhead bitches always askin for the yola
I'm on the 17th floor at the W6 kick the frat boys out so I can chill with the chicks
You talkin out your ass sayin you pull up with sticks
I might go cop a chopper and open up that clip
Kickin incredibly dope shit RIP Mac pull up with the MAC bitch I can never lack
You makin no moves I'm 3/4 to a plack it's funny how motherf*ckers went and stabbed me in the back
I done put you on now you actin like a bitch but enough about this man I already wrote a diss
Imma just chill at the penthouse crib I'm 1 floor above you sike it's more like 6
Man you gotta be pissed cuz I'm talkin my shit
You know the lines to my song bitch Suck My Dick
In a couple of years my wallet finna be thick I ain't got a lot of money still incredibly rich
Aye let that shit vibe
I'm on the 17th floor and I'm on top of the world
Writer: Blake McCowan-Martin
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