Lyrics

I'm on X geeked up I just told that bitch to spread her legs cheeked up I just got higher than a blimp off some hemp shit I was skipping school cause I couldn't pay attention That's that adhd Watch me smoke a couple ounces Just to get to next week If I'm running way from twelve I let off a smoke screen I ain't driving og That's my client og I ain't selling odell I ain't driving those streets I ain't tripping oh well If you really wanna leave That's that five percent tint Yeah we live those dreams We was tryna make peace Untill they made mе pull out the piece Gеt you sliced like a pizza Bitch we taking your cheese you rat Your snap-map showing where you at The grrt-tat all my brothers strapped And this ain't McDonald's But I heard that you ordering the mac Big stacks sitting on my lap Big jaguar in the back Sipping that syrup Ain't no codiene It's weed shit You ever smoked a whole dab in one hit You ever shotgunned a dab with your bitch In my city I'm the man I'm a myth He gon snap under pressure he a ritz That's your bitch gotta add her to the list Put a tab on her tongue and I take her on a trip She want gas I got runtz and I'm rolling up a spliff