Minimal (Intro)
I'm 'bout to roll up if you wanna smoke
Ayy, yeah
I had to write this shit down
Ayy
I'm like Luka when I'm pulling for the three
I got money, you see diamonds when I speak, baby
Weed coughin' like I got me a disease
See like I hope you got enough you want and need, baby
I'm in the factory, I'm working on my cheese
Why the fuck I got so much and I can never seem to eat?
Told her if she ten toes, then I'm paying for her feet
Plug he at the crossroads like he laying in the streets
I almost got gunned down, know somebody prayed for me
And this shit ain't fun now, all these niggas dead to me
Seen you giving minimal
Taking all those shots, but ain't subliminal
And we'll shoot your spot, just like a centerfold, uh
Choppa ringing now, just like some audio
And baby, she get wetter than a water hose
Talking all that shit, now I hear silence
Tweeting all that shit, now you hear sirens
Baby give me brain, she give me knowledge
And I'm just tryna find a way to talk to you
Fuck an Uber call, bitch, I'll walk to you
Fuckin' with that pot, I got a thought for you
Ayy, yeah
I had to write this shit down
Ayy
I'm like Luka when I'm pulling for the three
I got money, you see diamonds when I speak, baby
Weed coughin' like I got me a disease
See like I hope you got enough you want and need, baby
I'm in the factory, I'm working on my cheese
Why the fuck I got so much and I can never seem to eat?
Told her if she ten toes, then I'm paying for her feet
Plug he at the crossroads like he laying in the streets
I almost got gunned down, know somebody prayed for me
And this shit ain't fun now, all these niggas dead to me
Seen you giving minimal
Taking all those shots, but ain't subliminal
And we'll shoot your spot, just like a centerfold, uh
Choppa ringing now, just like some audio
And baby, she get wetter than a water hose
Talking all that shit, now I hear silence
Tweeting all that shit, now you hear sirens
Baby give me brain, she give me knowledge
And I'm just tryna find a way to talk to you
Fuck an Uber call, bitch, I'll walk to you
Fuckin' with that pot, I got a thought for you
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Writer(s): James Haley, Rocco Thomas Roy
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