Round and round We go.
I got plays and we got
Cash in box no reebok
Hit my phone and we locked.
Key lock.
And that's my migo, spread yo wings and we flock.
Hit my line and we chop.
Robo car go bebop
We drop.
Bitch I got the keys, bout to smoke a rental.
Make room for my kin folk, backwoods smoking indo.
Reload, hard shell armadillo.
Drive then crank the speed.
More gas all we need.
So I roll my sleeves.
Sheesh, beg and plead to me please just to get noticed.
Took my soul to reach this old, to catch that glow to help me focus.
Bitch I'm grown, I'm in my zone, I built my home, I feel enormous.
Came with the storm, These hoes gone swarm,
They take out their phone to try to record us.
She on her knees, just a sip, that's all she needs.
Smoke zips till I'm at peace, thats just my harmony.
I'm tough but I still bleed.
Kush pack foreign,
But that's not important my life so boring.
Yawn. yawn
Round and round We go.
I got plays and we got
Cash in box no reebok.
Hit my phone and we locked.
Key lock.
And that's my migo,
Spread yo wings and we flock.
Hit my line and we chop.
Robo car go bebop
We drop.