Yeah, we're finna get rid to blow this chronic stacks
Yeah, fuck the pass, baby get this money, bitches get this cash
If I'm sad, I might cop a bank, let you get it last
Never last, spurned my drop of blood, ain't no going back
Shut, we cap, midnight cap a bank, twist it so there's feds
Bitches fed, we go slow, watch it but go slow, stop fightin'
Said she has some more dope, we miss it, grow more
Knocked down that tension 'cause there's
Low, low, straight muscle dope so you cannot claim you make my own dope
Do you think our friends gon' later?
Don't go, bitch you can go home
And disappear into the Ford smoking just the clo' home
I blow the canna' in the ozone, to lock a known bro
My kid don't slap you, just a joke bro (suck my dick)
Them nigga hot, them blind, we can settle all them differences
Not like hopeless witnesses, tell me what your preference is
Heard them talkin' shit that's on my face, you talkin' gibberish
We gon' have to finish this, it's all the price of membership
Yeah, we're finna get rid to blow this chronic stacks