I smoke that red and green it got me on the moon
I got bread now listen to the tune
You know it get hot like mf June
She missing me so I’ll see her soon
Yo n#gg# get stuck in that jam don’t know what to do
Better get with sh#t better lace up them shoes
Even if I take a L you know I can’t lose
And n#gg#s they mad cuz I’m counting blues
Hook
Better keep your mouth closed we don’t fw no piggy
Play with the fam and then sh#t can get risky
Walk in the spot posted up in some dickies
Just tryna get a opp you know Ian picky
Got bad white girl and she looking likе iggy
Defending myself so I camе wit my blicky
They want me to come visit they city
I’m at peace im the real Black hippie
Only those with the secrets of the past can move forward
Don’t say you want war Cause I will draw the sword
You rap about guns that you can’t afford
Go help out homeless make them pray to the lord
Man n#gg#s doing hits out Honda Accord
Can’t be pushing my sh#t like a ford
b#tch they hop on my dick horde
Cuz They know I’m plugged in the wall like a cord
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