Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Roll the weed, smoke my pain away,
Sippin' while we trip, it's gon' be okay, ay, okay
Know we hustle to see brighter days Climbin' to The top, can't look down on me
Flashin' lights, now is all I see Slowin' down, it's Just ain't for me, gotta speed
Gettin' paper, that sound good to me Ain't hangin' With no fakers, no, no, thank you, please
Fill me up, don't f*ck with the lean So don't you Pour it in my cup
Molly perks and weed all in her spleen , she Zooted up
She smell like sardines, her pussy mean, can't Keep it up
Gimmie like 15, go get Selena, clean it up
Like, what's up? I just met a freaky bitch, she Tatted on her butt
Sucked me like a slushie, brain on freeze, I got her Stuck
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Roll the weed, smoke my pain away,
Sippin' while we trip, it's gon' be okay, ay, okay
Know we hustle to see brighter days Climbin' to The top, can't look down on me
Flashin' lights, now is all I see Slowin' down, it's Just ain't for me, gotta speed
Gettin' paper, that sound good to me Ain't hangin' With no fakers, no, no, thank you, please
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
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Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Roll the weed, smoke my pain away,
Sippin' while we trip, it's gon' be okay, ay, okay
Know we hustle to see brighter days Climbin' to The top, can't look down on me
Flashin' lights, now is all I see Slowin' down, it's Just ain't for me, gotta speed
Gettin' paper, that sound good to me Ain't hangin' With no fakers, no, no, thank you, please
Fill me up, don't f*ck with the lean So don't you Pour it in my cup
Molly perks and weed all in her spleen , she Zooted up
She smell like sardines, her pussy mean, can't Keep it up
Gimmie like 15, go get Selena, clean it up
Like, what's up? I just met a freaky bitch, she Tatted on her butt
Sucked me like a slushie, brain on freeze, I got her Stuck
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Roll the weed, smoke my pain away,
Sippin' while we trip, it's gon' be okay, ay, okay
Know we hustle to see brighter days Climbin' to The top, can't look down on me
Flashin' lights, now is all I see Slowin' down, it's Just ain't for me, gotta speed
Gettin' paper, that sound good to me Ain't hangin' With no fakers, no, no, thank you, please
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Roll the weed, smoke my pain away,
Sippin' while we trip, it's gon' be okay, ay, okay
Know we hustle to see brighter days Climbin' to The top, can't look down on me
Flashin' lights, now is all I see Slowin' down, it's Just ain't for me, gotta speed
Gettin' paper, that sound good to me Ain't hangin' With no fakers, no, no, thank you, please
Fill me up, don't f*ck with the lean So don't you Pour it in my cup
Molly perks and weed all in her spleen , she Zooted up
She smell like sardines, her pussy mean, can't Keep it up
Gimmie like 15, go get Selena, clean it up
Like, what's up? I just met a freaky bitch, she Tatted on her butt
Sucked me like a slushie, brain on freeze, I got her Stuck
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Roll the weed, smoke my pain away,
Sippin' while we trip, it's gon' be okay, ay, okay
Know we hustle to see brighter days Climbin' to The top, can't look down on me
Flashin' lights, now is all I see Slowin' down, it's Just ain't for me, gotta speed
Gettin' paper, that sound good to me Ain't hangin' With no fakers, no, no, thank you, please
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Flyin' down the strip,
Almost crashed a whip, too much leaf in this spliff, Break it down, roll again
Got Forty in the Benz, with two bitches and they Twins To the bank, cashin' in, told them count my Shit again
Writer: Jace Young
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