A Head of Lettuce

Yeah

A lot of niggas pissed me off, so I charged them extra, bitch

Thinkin' bout fuckin' up the extras, really shouldn't stress it

I was broke, damn near, then still had a thickish beverage

Hit the road for a nice amount, A head of lettuce

You're broke bitch, got more paper, that shit pathetic

My pops does and sells dope, can't be mad at it

Shit, I feel em low-key, but I'm a cash addict

I got beans that hit harder than a blindside tackle

Bitch pull her pants down, that cooch had a mini afro

I had honey packed too, so it didn't matter

Seen two bands, get a nigga killed in Alabama

All that showed was shit more realer, keepa blammer

I hate when niggas press about bitches, I fuck hoes in random

That's really how this shit go, then you move around them

It's basic shit that niggas don't get make me wanna smack em

And if that pussy get out of bounds, then I'ma pack em

Yeah shit is how it is, cause I'm plugged with Houdini

Summertime, I'm still lit, ran a ten in the Beater

I had fell in love with math, I ain't never been a reader

Pussy tried to do the dash aint get too far before they squeeze em

I could finish last as long as I'ma finish, I ain't greedy

I'm on the phone with Naya, got a year left, she can't wait to see me

I done put a couple pounds on, cause I be fuckin' eatin

Yeah, shit its up now, don't tell me that you love me, bitch

Break this pound down, bring me 18 back and keep the rest, that's yours now

We can run that back too, bitch, let's rock out

Uh, nigga

Flexx

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