Lyrics
I walk through the room and I'm high as fuck
Your bitch look at me, I know she tryna fuck
To keep it a buck, I don't wanna fuck
Sike I lied, you know I fucked
Yeah, I know that's your bitch, but I don't give a fuck
You ain't gettin' no cheese, young nigga, you fucked
You ain't got no money, you done ran out of luck
You was chasing a bitch like a goose, you a duck
Young P too t'd, and your ass is a pluck
I smoke zips in a week, you get fronted for weed
You gone buy what you want, but won't buy what you need
Go hit you a lick, go hop out on on feet
Go get you some paper, boy, you gotta eat
Go get you a pole, if you in some beef
Boy, you know it get real cold in the streets
When I drip it's like water, might buy me a pool
Watch out for niggas, you know that they foo
Really be snakes, playin' like they cool
Shit get tricky, they switch up on you
I done ran up a bag, I'm in one of my moods
Bitch, I ain't broke, I ain't one of them dudes
I don't even drink lean, fuck it ima poor up a duece
I just wanna get high and forget about you
I just walk through flexin, shittin' on you
Roll me a backwood, it taste like fruit
Fucked your bitch, give her the boot
Eatin' on chicken, flyin' in a coupe
When I eat me a burger, want fries with it to
Nah, I'm lying, that's what I got your bitch
If I pass you the ball, is you gon' flinch
Hop, step, score, assist
That's your bitch, blow me a kiss
Backwood got me, blowed as shit
Who that hoe, don't know that bitch