Let's Get It

Yo, uh, BSID, uh, it's what it is, where my weed at, yo, where the fuck my weed at, where
The, where the, what the fuck yo
Where the fuck my weed at, influence bad, my crew need rehab
Rude with these raps
Ruler of the mic, measurements incorrect, you are not this high
Better get in line if you in it for a cut
I'm just making mine and I never make it up
Shows wanna book
Hoes wanna fuck, lines got em hooked, I just wanna buff
Right now I'm stuck in the DMV
Trippin DMT with my boy Yung Beans
In my pocket got chronic and LSD, that I serve to fiends, yet this verse is free
Now that's a paradox obviously
Give a bitch smallpox if she bite my steez, flow so sick that it spread like a sneeze, MC til I see bread and the cheese

Bread and the cheese, yeah I'm eating a sandwich
Only eat the sandwich if it's made by a bad bitch
Stuck bashing rats cause my hobby is magnets
Cash from the front
To the back like a trey flip
Once was a savage, now I'm back on my same shit
It's Beans in this bitch, or for any arrangement
I hit the weed cause it gives me a facelift
Blunts side by side you can call it adjacent



Credits
Writer(s): Yung Gleesh, Taylor Dolan Moody Jr.
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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