Smoking and drinking
Shit got me thinking
What's the next move
It's hard to chose
Don't know what to do
Damn
It's leaving me confused
I light up the blunt to clear up the thoughts
Shit got me working
I'm guessing it's worth it
Hard working bandit
No stealing put work in
Get to the bag split the cash up for certain
They told me touch grass
So i bag up the gas, put it in the stash
Got a section for earth shit
Maybe if u listen then maybe you'll learn shit
I don't talk for nothing
Niggas do got a purpose
My flow be different like the herbs that I smoke
This one is sativa cause I do the most
I promise that I speak the truth
Real nigga shit I be up in that booth
Higher than the birds
That's surrounding the stu
Just talking shit and they don't have a clue
On the art we creating
They gotta move
Don't mean to be harsh but I'm telling the truth
I'm not being fake this what real niggas do
Spit hot fire they call me a dragon
No Nicki Minaj but I came from the dungeon
Trappin and serving
Giving out the runtz quick
Giving out the runtz quick
If you know what I know
Hit from the back
While I'm grabbing her throat
Master a goat
Call up Fanta da toe
Steaming da splif
While I'm kurnin the Taunchie
Don't make it canoe
Ain't passing my shit
That's for me not for you
You roll up a couple
We roll up a few
Gas bussing
Inhaling the fumes
If we don't don't do nothing
Get high set da mood
Brody on edibles
He bout to snooze
I'm grabbing the Pz
And breaking the Qz
Stepping on shit
Make ya bitch check my shoe
Moncler red and blue
I don't which one to choose
Me n Ant live like
Ken and Ryu
When you see a shottah you better salute
No new friends
Yeah we can't groove
Way to blem
I'm just speaking my mood
Brand new drake
And I'm staking the views
Vegan plate
Korean infused
Drumstick canne
Fried rice and the vegetables
Serving my pain
With these verses and hooks
Ain't got nothing to prove
You know how I'm coming
You know how we do
When the Taunch in the Stu
Smoking top shelf
Lil boy need a stool
Master take 'em to school
Take 'em to school
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Smoking and drinking
Shit got me thinking
What's the next move
It's hard to chose
Don't know what to do
Damn
It's leaving me confused
I light up the blunt to clear up the thoughts
Shit got me working
I'm guessing it's worth it
Hard working bandit
No stealing put work in
Get to the bag split the cash up for certain
They told me touch grass
So i bag up the gas, put it in the stash
Got a section for earth shit
Maybe if u listen then maybe you'll learn shit
I don't talk for nothing
Niggas do got a purpose
My flow be different like the herbs that I smoke
This one is sativa cause I do the most
I promise that I speak the truth
Real nigga shit I be up in that booth
Higher than the birds
That's surrounding the stu
Just talking shit and they don't have a clue
On the art we creating
They gotta move
Don't mean to be harsh but I'm telling the truth
I'm not being fake this what real niggas do
Spit hot fire they call me a dragon
No Nicki Minaj but I came from the dungeon
Trappin and serving
Giving out the runtz quick
Giving out the runtz quick
If you know what I know
Hit from the back
While I'm grabbing her throat
Master a goat
Call up Fanta da toe
Steaming da splif
While I'm kurnin the Taunchie
Don't make it canoe
Ain't passing my shit
That's for me not for you
You roll up a couple
We roll up a few
Gas bussing
Inhaling the fumes
If we don't don't do nothing
Get high set da mood
Brody on edibles
He bout to snooze
I'm grabbing the Pz
And breaking the Qz
Stepping on shit
Make ya bitch check my shoe
Moncler red and blue
I don't which one to choose
Me n Ant live like
Ken and Ryu
When you see a shottah you better salute
No new friends
Yeah we can't groove
Way to blem
I'm just speaking my mood
Brand new drake
And I'm staking the views
Vegan plate
Korean infused
Drumstick canne
Fried rice and the vegetables
Serving my pain
With these verses and hooks
Ain't got nothing to prove
You know how I'm coming
You know how we do
When the Taunch in the Stu
Smoking top shelf
Lil boy need a stool
Master take 'em to school
Take 'em to school
Shit got me thinking
What's the next move
It's hard to chose
Don't know what to do
Damn
It's leaving me confused
I light up the blunt to clear up the thoughts
Shit got me working
I'm guessing it's worth it
Hard working bandit
No stealing put work in
Get to the bag split the cash up for certain
They told me touch grass
So i bag up the gas, put it in the stash
Got a section for earth shit
Maybe if u listen then maybe you'll learn shit
I don't talk for nothing
Niggas do got a purpose
My flow be different like the herbs that I smoke
This one is sativa cause I do the most
I promise that I speak the truth
Real nigga shit I be up in that booth
Higher than the birds
That's surrounding the stu
Just talking shit and they don't have a clue
On the art we creating
They gotta move
Don't mean to be harsh but I'm telling the truth
I'm not being fake this what real niggas do
Spit hot fire they call me a dragon
No Nicki Minaj but I came from the dungeon
Trappin and serving
Giving out the runtz quick
Giving out the runtz quick
If you know what I know
Hit from the back
While I'm grabbing her throat
Master a goat
Call up Fanta da toe
Steaming da splif
While I'm kurnin the Taunchie
Don't make it canoe
Ain't passing my shit
That's for me not for you
You roll up a couple
We roll up a few
Gas bussing
Inhaling the fumes
If we don't don't do nothing
Get high set da mood
Brody on edibles
He bout to snooze
I'm grabbing the Pz
And breaking the Qz
Stepping on shit
Make ya bitch check my shoe
Moncler red and blue
I don't which one to choose
Me n Ant live like
Ken and Ryu
When you see a shottah you better salute
No new friends
Yeah we can't groove
Way to blem
I'm just speaking my mood
Brand new drake
And I'm staking the views
Vegan plate
Korean infused
Drumstick canne
Fried rice and the vegetables
Serving my pain
With these verses and hooks
Ain't got nothing to prove
You know how I'm coming
You know how we do
When the Taunch in the Stu
Smoking top shelf
Lil boy need a stool
Master take 'em to school
Take 'em to school
Writer: Amlak Young, Edwin Romero
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid