Pick up the pack again
I'm feeling extravagant back in my bag again
These niggas been tapping in
I'm feeling like Jesus like oh shit he's back again
These niggas be capping man
You know I'm masked up like I hang with the Taliban
I'm smoking Afghanistan
I'm living these lyrics these niggas just rapping man
I'm sipping on turtle juice feeling spectacular
They trying to steal my vernacular
Slide down the block while he shoot out the passenger
Now he piss out of a catheter
I nut on the back of her after I'm passing her
She's just a slut man quit gassing her
Fuck your ambassador
Charge the capacitor
Make it flip just like a spatula
I'm finna slide out the honey comb hide out
No shawty you cant come to my house
Smoking Obama like I'm in the white house
I woke up with burn holes in my couch
For my niggas in lock down I'm pour this cup out
I know how it feels when its lights out
OG sending the kites out I guess its on sight now
You said that its up well its stuck now
Off the pineapple juice and some whiskey I'm like Dirk Nowitzki
Like fuck whos against me
I come from a city where everyone's with it
You might wanna invest in a semi
I be wishing like Timmy that someone play me
On his block we gonna do a 360
I roll with a stick but I aint talking bout pixies
On 60's this shit can get tricky
I'm with it
Get it
Uh
And you know that with it
Ah
Uh
Ya I'm with it
Ooh and this bitch know
She know that I'm with it
And i ah
Uh
I don't dance i boogie
I'm back on the map again
I fiend for this shit like the streets want me back again
And I came in too high again
Roll up another I'm tryna get fried again
Someone call up the fireman
So much smoke you would think it's a fire man
Feel like Wayne I'm the fire man
Cuz everything I'm smoking is that fire man
Dip through city don't fuck with these bittys
But still tryna see all they titties
Real hustler foreal when the money be calling
I go chase them hunnids and fifties
Finna break down a swishy and fill with sticky
Then take these hoes up to the tippy
You be callin them trippin
So we callin you trippy
Hatin ass nigga lame ass nigga
Know you ain't fuccin wit me
I'm the big shark not itty bitty
I can get you stomped out like the griddy
Money comin blessings coming in me and mine got plenty
Like Steph I shoot it then I shimmy
This year I'm tryna make a millie