Mad at Us?
Blunt in the sky weed galore
Put me on beam hi call me mars
Offset with my migos wanna encore
Weird n*ggas winnin fuck all the whores
Pass me the dutches where are the woods
Rollin that shit little engine he could
Roll up my blunt stuff the gas inna wood
Pearlin that bitch they wishin they could
Yo bitch in my face she blowin my high
Inna mystery machine she fuck with my vibes
I just wanna make hits get lit and be high
Stacking my money can't give em my time
Hittin the rollie like ring around rosies
I hit the rollie drip drip like dasani
Hittin the rollie they diggin my moves
Dab on that n*gga he slept on who
Stickin my moves want a sip of my juice
Rolling the pack we be blowin the fumes
Paintin my canvas kahlo with the tools
These n*ggas they think they can walk in my shoes
But they are not me they can't do what i do
They ain't seen what i seen ain't did what i done
All in my face where are yo funds
Killin this rap shit i do this for fun
If you feeling froggy lil kermit then jump
Whenever you ready i keep some nunchucks
I keep me some ratchets they knuck if you buck
They with the shits we came from the mud
Skrt skrt skrt out my way im in my own lane
Rake you some bands secure you a safe
Win i hit a mill i am gettin a wraith
To smoke that bitch out gotta blast outta space
Jimmy Neutron gimme some brain
I am the ish like i am from spain
Same ole ass n*ggas im diggin they grave
Its cool to be different they fuck with my waves
Splishsplash onna bitch like suite life on deck
My flows be poppin like a percocet
Keep hoes in line they my cadets
They follow and copy they my silhouettes
They mad at us why they mad at us you not talkin money n*gga i don't give a fuck
They mad at us why they mad at us you not talkin bout the drugs then i don't give a fuck
So lemme roll my blunt i hear you talkin shit
But you don't have no fuckin funds
Go get yo money up lil bitch (Yeah) go get yo ass some fuckin funds
They're gonna feel me when i cum yes im on that ass get to beating like a drum
Smoking up dat gas yes i need it in my lungs
She wanna eat my dick you see she gotta roll the blunt
What the fuck what the fuck
Mary jay comes first lil bitch you know that is a must
Who can i trust who can i trust
Blue faces they don't lie to me don't ask me who i trust
Put me on beam hi call me mars
Offset with my migos wanna encore
Weird n*ggas winnin fuck all the whores
Pass me the dutches where are the woods
Rollin that shit little engine he could
Roll up my blunt stuff the gas inna wood
Pearlin that bitch they wishin they could
Yo bitch in my face she blowin my high
Inna mystery machine she fuck with my vibes
I just wanna make hits get lit and be high
Stacking my money can't give em my time
Hittin the rollie like ring around rosies
I hit the rollie drip drip like dasani
Hittin the rollie they diggin my moves
Dab on that n*gga he slept on who
Stickin my moves want a sip of my juice
Rolling the pack we be blowin the fumes
Paintin my canvas kahlo with the tools
These n*ggas they think they can walk in my shoes
But they are not me they can't do what i do
They ain't seen what i seen ain't did what i done
All in my face where are yo funds
Killin this rap shit i do this for fun
If you feeling froggy lil kermit then jump
Whenever you ready i keep some nunchucks
I keep me some ratchets they knuck if you buck
They with the shits we came from the mud
Skrt skrt skrt out my way im in my own lane
Rake you some bands secure you a safe
Win i hit a mill i am gettin a wraith
To smoke that bitch out gotta blast outta space
Jimmy Neutron gimme some brain
I am the ish like i am from spain
Same ole ass n*ggas im diggin they grave
Its cool to be different they fuck with my waves
Splishsplash onna bitch like suite life on deck
My flows be poppin like a percocet
Keep hoes in line they my cadets
They follow and copy they my silhouettes
They mad at us why they mad at us you not talkin money n*gga i don't give a fuck
They mad at us why they mad at us you not talkin bout the drugs then i don't give a fuck
So lemme roll my blunt i hear you talkin shit
But you don't have no fuckin funds
Go get yo money up lil bitch (Yeah) go get yo ass some fuckin funds
They're gonna feel me when i cum yes im on that ass get to beating like a drum
Smoking up dat gas yes i need it in my lungs
She wanna eat my dick you see she gotta roll the blunt
What the fuck what the fuck
Mary jay comes first lil bitch you know that is a must
Who can i trust who can i trust
Blue faces they don't lie to me don't ask me who i trust
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Writer(s): Lorenzo Smith
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