When we step round there set piece
I swear me and bro did tactics
Creased up 20's and 10's in plastic
Got them in thick elastic
When we step round there set piece
I swear me and bro did tactics
Creased up 20's and 10's in plastic
Got them in thick elastic
I was going sleep on a blue mat
Coming like I was just doing gymnastics
She was like digs how you do that
I'm young with a drip
Not broke and average
But way back when I
Should have been home
I was in a alley with fiends
And you ain't got teeth in a pole
He's only got one like nanny mcphee
Designer clothes, Italian Jeans
Everyday I'm happy it seems
And I swear this bally was clean
Until I started to sweat
Now it's damp off steam
I just sent it all up an it came back down
Spent all of my worth on this dust
I know I'm gonna make back pounds
But if I put it all in a bowl
You know I'm going to scrape that round This leng ting calling me bro
I told her to take that down
Mullah Mullah k coulda
Shoulda hit jummah and prayed
Do street with my hood up in rain
Give lip AirMax push foot up in face
And I still got this jookah in case
Them hookahs they just give brain
Mash work go look at my name
Old school like Kunte Kinte
Wanna link plug they hook up with bae
M-M got the dark in wraps
Trap mash MK got kubba in flakes
My trueys are black or blue
No chino don't like the Buddha in beige
TI that's my broski bloodline on that
I swear I'm gonna pull up on mainz
I don't even want you to break it
Just taste it nows she's full up of brain
If just back this ting then I might
Just wap it and split man's face
Already told them why I can't rave
Cuz my blade will set off the detector
I just done a trip on train
And I didn't even see the inspector
Why they always telling me I'm extra
Why cuz I'm bringing up things I remember
Seen close friends turn to opps
That's a lesson learned not a loss
Seen too many doors in the seg
I was all over the map
And so many times I hurt my leg
Just tryna kick open the flat
Now this side boo tryna be baby
How can you blame me if I don't want it
Fresh fade under my hood
And lately everything I smoke exotic
Just scrape thus bowl let's lock it
I got page can go I chop it
But he ain't gonna bag it till later
The slates so sandy I just got brandy
Sand on the trainer
You know that's paraphernalia
I used to major noodles in a kettle
Hard times I didn't have a container
And I wanna put a ring on this money
That's if i coulda married this paper
When we step round there set piece
I swear me and bro did tactics
Creased up 20's and 10's in plastic
Got them in thick elastic
I was going sleep on a blue mat
Coming like I was just doing gymnastics
She was like digs how you do that
I'm young with a drip
Not broke and average