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
