Lyrics
Bomb's away
Aye
Selling pot in the parking lot
I got that stinky
Selling pot in the parking lot
Come and see me
Selling pot in the parking lot
This shit is reeking
Selling pot in the parking lot
Yuh I feel like Julian with the drink in my hand
I feel like Ricky flipping dope making hella bands
Call me green bastard when I throw these hands
Whipping up to the trailer park
Waiting for that fun to start
Parking lot got way too hot
So now I'm flying down the block
We all motherfuckers like J-Roc
Y'all codependent like Cory and Trevor
Selling all these fucking flavors so you know we got whatever
Mr. Lahey got the cops on the way
So this lot where PxP stay
Only spitting heat keep it ventilated
Reppin PxP screaming fuck the nation
Always smoking weed tell me it's you're craving
I got what what you need call me when it's late and
I'll make a run for the plug for a dub
Unless we dealing with weight then my price will go up
Slug till I'm fucked at the club
Then I'm up the next day afternoon hours after the sun
I be who I be just to get me a buzz
That's the way that I wake it's the peak of the one
Who sprays verses like guns
I eat these beats like my grub
I find my peace at the pub
I'm Atilla the Hun
Look at my growth from the jump
Making my runs like I'm Gump
And I'm focused I'm pumped
No lil and fuck a Trump
Fuck anybody who's slumped
We making moves just for fun
I take a liter deplete it and still don't feel drunk
Leave that life in the dust
This vessel will never rust
Switching it up for some months and I'm back on the stuff
Keeping that weed in my lungs
Keeping me high never strung
Call me I'll pretend like you never rung
The cash got me up on a hunt