Ok I know a girl name Katie She topped me off wen I was crazy
I'm talkin bout my drink at the Bar
She used me for a peak at The Star
I told her I'm shining
She said believe who you are Nigga
I kno I'm great I just Dont have a jar
For all the hate Bottled in niggas so far
So far I Like bitches who let me use There Car
They Crib
N dont be Mad when I fart Smell like Rose's but the weed Smell like Tar
If I hate bicthes for niggas that wont get me too far
Know She messy open woumds Like a Scar
Motives sketchy but her friends made her start
Not Believing in her self wen life torn apart
She close to her Sister but they born apart
Her Mother a whore
Daddy a mark
Pussy nigga
Who wouldnt let u Shine in the dark
Too bright for Lights put the whip in park
Rollin up only time we keep the sticks in car
No sticks in Weed no sticks in the jar
We Been runnin in mud Holy Hell
Clean feet
Jus make Sure if u tricken dont Trick to Cheap
If u clicken then clique 2 Deep Stay low key n be wit Females
You wit yo nigga only 1 of yall can be frail
I pick u up after u clean up
I need the Dishes clean n my weed tucked
Once u done wit that grass I need my weeds cut
Ok you thru wit them sticks pick them trees up
I just made you a Queen so pick yo green up
Get Payed by God so you mite cee us
You wouldnt believe us
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Ok I know a girl name Katie She topped me off wen I was crazy
I'm talkin bout my drink at the Bar
She used me for a peak at The Star
I told her I'm shining
She said believe who you are Nigga
I kno I'm great I just Dont have a jar
For all the hate Bottled in niggas so far
So far I Like bitches who let me use There Car
They Crib
N dont be Mad when I fart Smell like Rose's but the weed Smell like Tar
If I hate bicthes for niggas that wont get me too far
Know She messy open woumds Like a Scar
Motives sketchy but her friends made her start
Not Believing in her self wen life torn apart
She close to her Sister but they born apart
Her Mother a whore
Daddy a mark
Pussy nigga
Who wouldnt let u Shine in the dark
Too bright for Lights put the whip in park
Rollin up only time we keep the sticks in car
No sticks in Weed no sticks in the jar
We Been runnin in mud Holy Hell
Clean feet
Jus make Sure if u tricken dont Trick to Cheap
If u clicken then clique 2 Deep Stay low key n be wit Females
You wit yo nigga only 1 of yall can be frail
I pick u up after u clean up
I need the Dishes clean n my weed tucked
Once u done wit that grass I need my weeds cut
Ok you thru wit them sticks pick them trees up
I just made you a Queen so pick yo green up
Get Payed by God so you mite cee us
You wouldnt believe us
I'm talkin bout my drink at the Bar
She used me for a peak at The Star
I told her I'm shining
She said believe who you are Nigga
I kno I'm great I just Dont have a jar
For all the hate Bottled in niggas so far
So far I Like bitches who let me use There Car
They Crib
N dont be Mad when I fart Smell like Rose's but the weed Smell like Tar
If I hate bicthes for niggas that wont get me too far
Know She messy open woumds Like a Scar
Motives sketchy but her friends made her start
Not Believing in her self wen life torn apart
She close to her Sister but they born apart
Her Mother a whore
Daddy a mark
Pussy nigga
Who wouldnt let u Shine in the dark
Too bright for Lights put the whip in park
Rollin up only time we keep the sticks in car
No sticks in Weed no sticks in the jar
We Been runnin in mud Holy Hell
Clean feet
Jus make Sure if u tricken dont Trick to Cheap
If u clicken then clique 2 Deep Stay low key n be wit Females
You wit yo nigga only 1 of yall can be frail
I pick u up after u clean up
I need the Dishes clean n my weed tucked
Once u done wit that grass I need my weeds cut
Ok you thru wit them sticks pick them trees up
I just made you a Queen so pick yo green up
Get Payed by God so you mite cee us
You wouldnt believe us
Writer: Tyler Wright
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