Alondra

Rollin' down on Alondra, thinkin' how to get through
Used to just roll that ganja, rollin' deep with my crew
Now look I need them commas, pay my team what they're due
Need a crib for my Mama, and she need a whip too
Rollin' down on Alondra, thinkin' how to get through
Used to just roll that ganja, rollin' deep with my crew
Now look I need them commas, pay my team what they're due
Need a crib for my Mama, and she need a whip too

Thinkin' back on the culdesac, James come scoop then we blow the pack, uh
That was back on the twenty sacks, uh, R&R with a coke to back, uh
Double 0 roamin' round the Mac, never had a mac, but they had my back, uh
Some hoes used to call me Mac, some would call me Gak, some ain't call me back, uh
But look now I grew from that, now they ask in chats when I'm comin' back, uh
Gotta leave, gotta get this math, get my Mom a pad, get my Dad a 'lac, uh
Catch me out by the palm-a-trees, out by the bomber weed, but it ain't calmin' me
Cause I need all the g's, and I need all the m's, and I need all the b's, you won't get me trapped, uh
Get a piece and I'm ghost, huh, all you niggas do the most, huh
Try to talk shit slick Lil bitch, my hits my clips now you're toast, huh
But ain't really with the boastin', I'm just here to give the hope and
Make some new mind molds, give the peeps my soul, man I swear I got the potion

Rollin' down on Alondra, thinkin' how to get through
Used to just roll that ganja, rollin' deep with my crew
Now look I need them commas, pay my team what they're due
Need a crib for my Mama, and she need a whip too
Rollin' down on Alondra, thinkin' how to get through
Used to just roll that ganja, rollin' deep with my crew
Now look I need them commas, pay my team what they're due
Need a crib for my Mama, and she need a whip too



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Writer(s): Mackenzie Logan
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