BLUNTS OUT THE WINDOW

Blunts out the window

Smokin onnat indo

Only fat packs call up slev i just hit flo

Fuckin on my bitch n i stuff her just like empanadas

Pull up in that z doing donuts till they cause a problem

Eat her out like Benihana's

Thumbing hunnids

Countin dollas

Ask me if i speak a lil broke ima tell yuh nada

Keep a lil uzi on my hip like im dj drama

i wont talk to no police bitch im the god father

Pistol packin

Lil bitch im never lackin

I pull up to the function all them hoes gon say what's happening

Get to packin

Im bout allat action

These pussy boys dont want no smoke i turn em into captions

Jumpin off the back porch

Grippin on a glock 4

Mr take ya bitch then i give her to a good home

You cant hit my spliff no

Betta roll ya own hoe

U aint put it on this pack betta - betta get gone

You sent

Poppin tags u aint never bought no pad

(Thats a house)

Toting straps but u yappin like a rat

(Not a mouse)

Mr krabs cus im greedy with my cash

(Kick em out)

And i could never love another bitch and thats facts

(Im out)

Burn a pound

i just smoked all yuh muhfuckin rent

My account

Got a few more hunnid thousand

Money count

All my thumbs green from the blue strips

Word of mouth

They dont even kno me why they on my tip?

Cuttin up the lanes like a mf surgeon

You hear the whip and the nos it be purging

6 speed stick leave a pussy wigga hurtin

Your whip ain't shit that's for mf certain

I pull up to the meet and they know my name

They know my car, the know my chain

Fuck yo friends they be so damn lame

And we all got guns and they all gone bang

If I said I didn't care about the bag I'd be lyin

told my brother ima make it, every day I be tryin

And bitch I bought another Z from all the checks I be signin

I'm about buy a turbo kit so they be seeing me flyin

I talk about cash cuzz it's all we need

We talk so fast I sound Japanese

When shit goes down I go grab my keys

Throw the blunt out the window I got more on me