No Baxkwoods

I got the pack good
Roll a jay or 2 don't smoke the backwoods
I can smoke a L won't smoke a backwood
We can get so high not smoking backwoods

That's the way to go
I got raws that's the way to go
Papers that's the plan
You don't understand
Somebody get they mans

I be high as fuck
Takin dabs and yes I'm rowdy up you down or what
Don't think she wild enough
This one right next to me
She do all kinds of stuff

That's jus my wild thoughts
I'ma problem child dawg
This not for fronting
I'm on go that's fasho if you want it

All of this rap
You think you got it I'm takin it back yea
Answer ya phone
Only one thing I'll be needing the pack yea
Bring it to me when I'm talking bout green don't be thinking it's grass yea
Raawly got gas yea
I'll make it last yea

Let's head to the top spot
I seen that pussy it drip drop
I pray to god you don't flip flop
All of these bitches be playing wit me
Nun of these bitches be waiting for me
I heard you was playing my music on yo phone
They don't understand
They don't understand
Raawly be the man
I be smoking out the pack
You smoke couple grams
She came inside wit some weed and a blouse
I'm in my zone I'm just reading my route



Credits
Writer(s): Raawly Hilfiger
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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