(Scratch Mixed It)
Stuck in the hood, that's where my nigga died
Fuck the police, they gave my nigga life
Claiming you're real, like why you gotta lie
I made a bag and she wants to know me more? (Bitch, I'm fucking high)
Bitch just hold it
There's so much money in this world to blow it
I made a lil' change, now it's showing
In the station, there's no folding
In the booth, I guess I'm blowing
Smokin' OG with my phonem
Roll him. roll him, come we bill, it up
Smoke him. smoke him, come we turn him down
Social beef is for clowns, made it outta the town
Gunna vibes drip or drown, I hit her once then I bounce, yeah, yeah
I've been out, all alone in the road
Don't bother calling up my phone when I'm just in my zone
And ain't gon' lie, tonight is the night
So get freaky with it, oh my
I love my mum for days nigga
Still thinks I'm insane nigga, realest nigga, fuck the fame
I'ma ball like, who's to blame? Roll with your brothers to the end
Fuck it, I'ma grind, let us get outta the ends
All my niggas tryna make it out the mud
You better stack your bread up
Man I just hate this fake love
And I don't talk like flips, she can hold this dick
Take that lil' bitch, 69, lil' snitching
Bitch, just hold it
There's so much money in this world to blow it
I made a lil' change, now it's showing
In the station, there's no folding
In the booth, I guess I'm blowing
Smokin" OG with my phonem
Roll him, roll him come we bill, it up
Smoke him, smoke him, come we turn him down
Social beef is for clowns, made it outta the town
Gunna vibes drip or drown, I hit her once then I bounce yeah
Bitch, just hold it
There's so much money in this world to blow it
I made a lil' change, now it's showing
In the station, there's no folding
In the booth, I guess I'm blowing
Smokin' OG with my phonem
Roll him, roll him, come we bill, it up
Smoke him, smoke him, come we turn him down
Social beef is for clowns, made it outta the town
Gunna vibes drip or drown, I hit her once then I bounce, yeah, yeah
You know I'll keep it real if you keep it trill
Still I might pop this pill just to change this thrill
And this lean has me geeking now
Guess now they wanna be me now
Hold up, roll up, smoke up, choke up
Pour up, bust up, for us, twerk up
Run up them digits, fuck all the snitches
In my own lane like Tory, fuck the lies and the stories
These really for me
I guess now she just adores me
I kinda miss the older me, yeah, yeah
But fuck that, mom I'm on TV, whoa, whoa
I said come up, lovely, suck your mummy
Kinda funny, lookin' bummy
Bitch, just hold it
There's so much money in this world to blow it
I made a lil' change, now it's showing
In the station, there's no folding
In the booth, I guess I'm blowing
Smokin' OG with my phonem
Roll him, roll him, come we bill, it up
Smoke him, smoke him, come we turn him down
Social beef is for clowns, made it outta the town
Gunna vibes drip or drown, I hit her once then I bounce
Bitch, just hold it
There's so much money in my mind to blow it
I made a lil' change, now it's showing
In the station, there's no folding
In the booth, I guess I'm blowing
Smokin' OG with my phonem
She just know, she rollin', and you know, she ain't turning down
Social beef, you a clown, made it, outta the town
Gunna vibes, drip or drown, Shamz gonna reload the sound
Yeah, yeah, yeah, hold it