You know what it is, and you know what it does The ?? black and bolo, supply all my drugs Sellin H to get the baddest bitch in the club Can't forget my big homie, Trap-a-Holic We in the bulindin cuttin up ohh we retarted Now I know I'm fresh and I'm clean And ian leavin the house if my swag ain't with me Kuz I be flyer than a motherfucka Now only that but I be higher than a motherfucka Higher than a motherfucka I'm still a juvie for a minute but got all the women It's no mo levi's fa me, I'm rockin True Religion It's no mo red syrup neither, we got purple back A quarter pound on my bus, we finna murder that Take the bitch and show her to my click oh you know how it go If it ain't the ?? look ian gon buy it kuz I know how it smoke I'm steady coughin kuz I gotta treat my lungs right Fuck the 1st one up but I'm a roll it till it's done right Then I'm a light it and holla, I'm high asa kite Like my brother webbie, mr. fuck ya bitch the 1st night Leave the mall polo down, do this shit year round This one here smoke sum, can put the pills down Marvin roll another blunt kuz you ain't gettin lean Go take ya shot bitch kuz you ain't finna die on me Yea... me and my niggas we straight up with it Fill it up and lookin fa a bitch to buss ha open Now I know I'm fresh and I'm clean