What’s in the spliff, mm
sh#t loud
I’m smoking out the pound
Told that b#tch to bring it over, ’cause I need that sh#t
Uh, aye
Hoe I mean right now
b#tch took off that gown
You could find me in the clouds, uh
Takin me a trip I was up not down
b#tch I’m like a blimp, high as f#ck
Knocked out
I called that lil’ b#tch I need it right now
Getting to my bread, count a brick
Cash cow
Ima make sure all my bruddas good yeah
Out the hood
Yeah we couldn’t see his face, ’cause he ran
As he should
And I got it out the bas#ment, don’t get it misunderstood
And I’m like hoe, come give me face, this b#tch really want the wood
And ya nevеr gon’ be great, if you nevеr think you good
How I ended up in space? I don’t know what’s in this ‘Wood
That boy trippin’, Ima have to call the birds from the nest
Ay, b#tch we in this ‘Vette, V gon’ call a Vet’
I suggest you cop a vest
If you talking b#llsh#t, at least say it with your chest
And my neck on cool sh#t, Alyx all on my neck
I might just have to cool it, Belise for the sunset
The mic burning right now, that’s something none of y’all could get
Thousand bands in my pocket, put a Tommy’ to his chest
Thousand bands on me right now, I’m like Fauni with the Tech!
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