State Patrol

Lyrics

[Chorus] Shouldn't have dropped out of school so I can know the right things Fuck 12, they told me do the right thing I shot at that boy he went out with a big bang I'm tryna get high, fill my gas tank I bought her Palm Angels, not Pink I hit her DM "Let's link," she said "What you tryna do," bitch what you think She make her booty big sitting on the sink I been through a lot nigga if I think You ain't been through this shit nigga we not the same You ain't been through this shit, you ain't been through the rain You ain't built for this shit, you not built for the pain I'm a young nigga but I'm built for the game I'm smoking strong, think I'm smoking the game Smoking strong but it's not in no Game leaf Real street nigga, man I know they gon feel me I'm servin' that, shh, think 12 can hear me Nigga's ain't talkin 'bout nothin' (Goddamn you) (x7) Like, damn, bitch, try to handle My *****s put you on a channel (Fox 5) I'm high as fuck, you smoking Camel (CIGARETTES!) Big bands, I'm financial No bitch, I don't want you I'm just gon' tell you the truth Get high, then I hop in the booth I lose a bitch, just like losing my tooth I hop out with that nighttime crew Too many bitches connected to my Bluetooth (In my car) Told that bitch, "Don't panic; this car old, this car key's got panic" Too much money like I signed to Atlantic My water wave, you know it's Titanic Sh-shooters with me and I think they Satanic I smoke dope, I don't fuck with the Xannies Real high, man, I'm not on this planet Too much money, man, I can't even manage And I'm so high, man, I hope I don't vanish Foreign bitch love me, but I don't know Spanish The 808s knocking on your car, do damage Made this beat, then I went and made a sandwich Yo bitch fat and I gave her a sandwich I tied up the bitch and gave her a hair job Do yo bitch hair ***** just like a hair salon Too many hoes ***** like a nail salon And I got ammo like I'm Megatron And I rock skinny jeans like I'm BabyTron, ahh I'm tired of *****s, yawn No, you not real, false alarm Lady on a *****, like James Bond My *****s said shit, you know you can't respond Damn, my chain make a damn blizzard I'm countin' green, ***** I'm a lizard I'm high as fuck, ***** eatin' gizzards I grab me a plate then sip on some sizzurp Gotta drink water, watch out for my liver I don't wanna wake up and shiver Havin' them withdrawals ain't funny You can't even really make it to the shitter If you smoke cigs, *****, quit today (damn) Fly that commercial Real street *****, no, I ain't commercial Rockin' Off-White and this shit by Virgil *****s be hoes, I got a small circle Fuck school, I used to get write-ups and referrals Give her a hickey, make it pink-purple I need a scope, ***** with a thermal on it (Yeah) My partner got choppa he could hit you and hour homie (Yeah, damn) They know that I'm a shoota, but they don't condone me (They don't) Boy, fuck 12, *****, they can't control me (At all) None of them folk, nah, they can't patrol me (At all) Won't pull me over, won't State Patrol me (A-At all)