Roll up a blunt
Fill up a cup
Pop in a perc
Let's ride
Imma double up on everything
Besta believe that I throw in a couple
Besta believe that I roll up another
Besta believe that I've got it
You won't believe what I've got in my cup
I've got that medicine from the doc
Besta believe I won't get no trouble
Besta believe I love me some trouble
I got that shit imported
Besta believe shit's important
They told me to bacc up
But I know that this shit's worth it
Fucc it I got a draco, for any and everyone
Wanna play me?
Who got five on it?
Imma make you pull your card
Got 4 queens, dames
Ace muthafuccas
Yeah I'm in charge
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
My Bimos savages, gorillas, coconuts
King Pin them squirrels yeah I got hella nuts
I'm Ruff like Simmons liftin the party up
While you're warmin the bench
Waitin for the coach to call you up
I don't aim for no shit
I squeeze it till it bounces out
I jump around in the cracc house
Trippin with hella stuff
You're dead end in the cracc house
Trapped with no way out
I'm flyin around circles down in the basement
My feet never touch the ground
That's some fly shit
Bitch I'm so fly off some fine shit
Agin like fine wine got some wrinkles I ain't lying
I'm stuntin flexin off why hidin?
Convict yes like a dozen counts
Couple chains on me like a prisoner
Locced up behind Xanax bars
I did my time
I'm free now
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
Rubbin hands like Birdman
Gucci round my necc go hard no fur man
Leather tight on my hands got the pussy purrin
Got the pussy moanin, no warning, fucc it
Shoot first, Shoot second
I'm lettin bodies drop no question, no caskets
You cheap ass bastards dont deserve no attention
Professor, I leave them fuccbwois rot in detention
Imma dog, pissin everywhere I go, dont care who sees this
I don't care bout no witnesses
Got a nose for the siccness
That dope, that doe, them bitches
Puffin, whiffin, smokin a big spliff
Bacc myself up, doubletime
I'm my own spliff star
Only got my balls and my words like Montana
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
Malice in the Palice
Fucc the world peace
Smacc you in your face
Cracc your cranium
Broken bone parts pilin up
I'm on top of the hill
Teddie JayC Muthafucca
MVP
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Roll up a blunt
Fill up a cup
Pop in a perc
Let's ride
Imma double up on everything
Besta believe that I throw in a couple
Besta believe that I roll up another
Besta believe that I've got it
You won't believe what I've got in my cup
I've got that medicine from the doc
Besta believe I won't get no trouble
Besta believe I love me some trouble
I got that shit imported
Besta believe shit's important
They told me to bacc up
But I know that this shit's worth it
Fucc it I got a draco, for any and everyone
Wanna play me?
Who got five on it?
Imma make you pull your card
Got 4 queens, dames
Ace muthafuccas
Yeah I'm in charge
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
My Bimos savages, gorillas, coconuts
King Pin them squirrels yeah I got hella nuts
I'm Ruff like Simmons liftin the party up
While you're warmin the bench
Waitin for the coach to call you up
I don't aim for no shit
I squeeze it till it bounces out
I jump around in the cracc house
Trippin with hella stuff
You're dead end in the cracc house
Trapped with no way out
I'm flyin around circles down in the basement
My feet never touch the ground
That's some fly shit
Bitch I'm so fly off some fine shit
Agin like fine wine got some wrinkles I ain't lying
I'm stuntin flexin off why hidin?
Convict yes like a dozen counts
Couple chains on me like a prisoner
Locced up behind Xanax bars
I did my time
I'm free now
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
Rubbin hands like Birdman
Gucci round my necc go hard no fur man
Leather tight on my hands got the pussy purrin
Got the pussy moanin, no warning, fucc it
Shoot first, Shoot second
I'm lettin bodies drop no question, no caskets
You cheap ass bastards dont deserve no attention
Professor, I leave them fuccbwois rot in detention
Imma dog, pissin everywhere I go, dont care who sees this
I don't care bout no witnesses
Got a nose for the siccness
That dope, that doe, them bitches
Puffin, whiffin, smokin a big spliff
Bacc myself up, doubletime
I'm my own spliff star
Only got my balls and my words like Montana
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
Malice in the Palice
Fucc the world peace
Smacc you in your face
Cracc your cranium
Broken bone parts pilin up
I'm on top of the hill
Teddie JayC Muthafucca
MVP
Fill up a cup
Pop in a perc
Let's ride
Imma double up on everything
Besta believe that I throw in a couple
Besta believe that I roll up another
Besta believe that I've got it
You won't believe what I've got in my cup
I've got that medicine from the doc
Besta believe I won't get no trouble
Besta believe I love me some trouble
I got that shit imported
Besta believe shit's important
They told me to bacc up
But I know that this shit's worth it
Fucc it I got a draco, for any and everyone
Wanna play me?
Who got five on it?
Imma make you pull your card
Got 4 queens, dames
Ace muthafuccas
Yeah I'm in charge
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
My Bimos savages, gorillas, coconuts
King Pin them squirrels yeah I got hella nuts
I'm Ruff like Simmons liftin the party up
While you're warmin the bench
Waitin for the coach to call you up
I don't aim for no shit
I squeeze it till it bounces out
I jump around in the cracc house
Trippin with hella stuff
You're dead end in the cracc house
Trapped with no way out
I'm flyin around circles down in the basement
My feet never touch the ground
That's some fly shit
Bitch I'm so fly off some fine shit
Agin like fine wine got some wrinkles I ain't lying
I'm stuntin flexin off why hidin?
Convict yes like a dozen counts
Couple chains on me like a prisoner
Locced up behind Xanax bars
I did my time
I'm free now
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
Rubbin hands like Birdman
Gucci round my necc go hard no fur man
Leather tight on my hands got the pussy purrin
Got the pussy moanin, no warning, fucc it
Shoot first, Shoot second
I'm lettin bodies drop no question, no caskets
You cheap ass bastards dont deserve no attention
Professor, I leave them fuccbwois rot in detention
Imma dog, pissin everywhere I go, dont care who sees this
I don't care bout no witnesses
Got a nose for the siccness
That dope, that doe, them bitches
Puffin, whiffin, smokin a big spliff
Bacc myself up, doubletime
I'm my own spliff star
Only got my balls and my words like Montana
Ain't no mountain too high
Imma take my time
Coolin down
While I'm climbin up
Roll up a blunt, hit the gas
Let them choke from the smoke
Fill up a cup, stacc it into another
Slow the whole world down
Pop in a perc, no emotions
No emojis, rost'em all
Malice in the Palice
Fucc the world peace
Smacc you in your face
Cracc your cranium
Broken bone parts pilin up
I'm on top of the hill
Teddie JayC Muthafucca
MVP
Writer: Timur Tissen
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid