Letras
You know I don't
Fuck with these bitches
Bridges burnt down to the fucking roach
Ho, yeah, I let him go
Only smoke with the bros, one side by my side
And we keep it low
Only on a need to know, ho
All up in my business and opinion after opinion, ho
Only on a need to know, ho
Independent, now they love, oh
Riders on the fucking storm though
Top down you, wouldn't believe it though
Let 'em know you're gonna make it out
Ooh, old hittas wanna be mad at me (oh, whoa)
I don't know why you're mad at me (oh, whoa)
Getting high and we all tired all week (oh, whoa)
It's a lifestyle, it's a lifestyle
You know I don't
Fuck with these bitches
Bridges burnt down to the fucking roach
Ho, yeah, I let him go
Only smoke with the bros, one side by my side
And we keep it low
Fuck with these bitches
Bridges burnt down to the fucking roach
Ho, yeah, I let him go
Only smoke with the bros, one side by my side
And we keep it low
Slowing down and down, yeah, I need to go
Yeah, I'm outta mind, they need to fucking glow
Going 'round and 'round, all we see is gold (see is gold)
No room at the table, you need to slow your roll
Ooh, old hittas wanna be mad at me (oh, whoa)
I don't know why you're mad at me (oh, whoa)
Getting high and we all tired all week (oh, whoa)
It's a lifestyle, it's a lifestyle
You know I don't (lifestyle)
Fuck with these bitches
Bridges burnt down to the fucking roach
Ho, yeah, I let him go
Only smoke with the bros, one side by my side
And we keep it low
Fuck with these bitches
Bridges burnt down to the fucking roach
Ho, yeah, I let him go
Only smoke with the bros, one side by my side
And we keep it low (Jesus Christ)