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Ride around no shirt on, your bitch get lurked on | Her ass look perfect, bend it over now work it | Throw it in a circle, I ain't tryna hurt you
Ride around no shirt on, your bitch get lurked on Her ass look perfect, bend it over now work it Throw it in a circle, I ain't tryna hurt you My kush color is purple, tatted up the whole surface Chains on I'm swervin', top spot I earned it Hurtin' niggas on purpose My bitches come with papers in their purses I got a pound of weed for sale I use my hand, don't need a scale Sellin' them all, there ain't none left Don't call my phone I'm on, you can see the progression Got B's, got zones No Z's, I'm always on my job Low-key, got sauce Come see the boss Them trees, we cross, they distributin' overseas, get me involved I gotta get it for me and my dogs Naw, I ain't leavin' them off Diamonds doin' the wave in my charm Everywhere we go, I got one already rolled Everywhere we go, I know somebody that owes us Everywhere we go, they be askin' where the smoke And I pull out the bag, I guess I'ma have to show 'em Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Top spot got that shit, real life pothead shit Smoked out all the events, long joints all getting tense Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, too much smoke in your lungs They don't be smoking like this where you from Pass you another, you look at me dumb You know that this gas for real You know they just passed a bill That's letting me smoke wherever I want Don't tell me that it's an illegal substance I'ma put you to the test I came with a bunch I'ma leave with nothing When I smoke, I'm out peace, it's custom Better holdin' that smoke I'm tryna get high and rollin' these trees for nothin' I'ma open my window and drop the top, don't care if police is comin' When I see a bitch, she rollin' with me, you know it's a easy bucket I'm rollin' that weed, she love it Glass tip, you don't see the crutches Fast whip, you don't see the buttons Bad bitch, she gon' leave her husband Sad nigga, don't ask no questions My swag different, my cash bigger I'm on a different level Might get here if I let you Might forget that I met you 'Cause you ain't special Got Kush, it's medical Everywhere we go, I got one already rolled Everywhere we go, I know somebody that owes us Everywhere we go, they be askin' where the smoke And I pull out the bag, I guess I'ma have to show 'em Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Everyone comin' round, they know I'ma break it down (break it down) Shout out my young homie, I.D
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