Roll Another wood Im Geeked
I like fine shit I like freaks
She keep calling my phone she tweakin
I'ma walk this bitch for no damn reason
Niggas lame and fake I peep it
All that fake love you can keep it
Blunt too fat I got it chief it
My brudda crossed me like Kyrie tryna Hella Racks In My Jeans
If Da Bih bad I'ma get her Celine
Yo bitch like how I walk on these beats
Ain't nobody harder than me
My brudda got a Glock 19
He said dat bih came with a beam
My heart too cold I can't show no love
I don't know what the f*ck that mean
I can't sign no deal
Unless they comin' with some M's
Zaza blunt hit too hard
I swear to the motherf*cker trim him
I can't lie I like fine shit
I prefer my bitches slim
Dark skin light skin I promise it
Don't even matter I'm tryna get in it
Feeling like thuggin' I'm runnin' up digits
Every day on my grind tryna get it
Is you ridin' with a nigga? let me know if you with it
Hop in the booth and I tell em let's get it
Fine shit calling my phone she with it
She said she gon' leave me alone I ain't trippin
When I get rich buy my mama a Bentley
Feel like James Harden step back and I hit it
Yeah riding round da city with some P's
We all in the black truck
Antisocial I dont really kick it
With niggas hell nahh you cannot get a Dap Up
Stay in the booth yeah I be in my zone
In this bitch every day I ain't tryna go home
Bad lil' bitch tryna f*ck you she like my cologne
I f*ckin' and send her ass home
35 in my blunt I'm chokin
My brother he call me he tell me I'm chosen
He said it don't matter just keep on goin
Hop in these beats just keep on flowing
Sometimes I been trippin' I don't know what I'm doin
I feel underrated they know that I'm one of the ones
Hop in these beats and I walk it like Nun
Yeah yeah come on