Light Up A Blunt

Light up Aye blunt and let the ash fall
You should know by now
I came up off the asphalt
I ain't even wanna fuck
That was her ass fault
And I never hit her back
Know I'm an asshole
Ion know you
Need some hunnids for the first verse
If it's worth
I'll cut the next one like it's wet work
My niggas spazzin
Know it's tragic if you catch the hurt
Fully loaded
One up top might make yo stomach worse
Call me farm
I make the butter churn
My time gone come
Hope I don't like the way yo Rollie turn
You fucked the roto
How I know you never wait yo turn
If I spot you
Know yo muscles finna feel the burn
The 6s prince
I rep the set
You know it's HennyGawd
In my city
That's Aye double
Better catch it boi
I smell like trouble
Lil liquor
And them dutchies boi
Kaminari kickflips if they talkin noise
I'm just Aye weeb with some steeze
Just Aye nerd till I sneeze
Energy waves that I've passed
Bring you to yo knees
My stage presence bring yo beaux to her feet
I stick to the track
I'm like glue to the beat
I kicked you while you down
Cause you ain't smelled defeat
These niggas talkin crown
Like I ain't the Henny king
You better stand your ground
That's on my nigga Santi
That was your word on the Book
Why you can't face me G
You text boxing
I'm hip watchin
Don't let me squeeze
You rather hit me on the phone
I'd rather hit yo knees
You prove to me you chillin
Promise you
I'm summer breeze
Society won't get me first my nigga
Word to Ceeze

Light up Aye blunt and let the ash fall
You should know by now
I came up off the asphalt
I ain't even wanna fuck
That was her ass fault
And I never hit her back
Know I'm an asshole
They say I can't pick Aye flow
That's cause I pick from plenty
Know no matter how I dump
It's finna hit yo tippy
I be at the range
You ragin on them message plenty
You beefin
Why I gotta pull up when i work in 30
We tryna to be big nigga
Word to Fo
Remember back up on the hill
Before the chocolate roll
We used to split the Qs in half
So we had equal dough
So if I'm poppin
I promise
It's with my niggas folks
Yeah I got it
But to be real
I'd rather tap them gloves
The system want us dead
I'd rather show you love
But the way that shit been movin
Gotta guard my trust
I got shit to do
You niggas shootin just to cause Aye fuss
How 2 niggas shootin and its 6 hit
1 dead
Aye 9 year old with Aye lead leg
We need elevation quick
Word to my nigga Vic
If niggas forget they physics
Let the Secky shit
I hear niggas like to talk
I'm glad it's not mines
If I hear Aye problem
Then my toaster got the hot lines
And it's ratchet
Came with a bag of hot fries
Word to jimmy Mac
I'm throwin shells on yo road side
Moms plugged the Acura
I put the Benz away
I'm just tryna get it ready for them sunny days
I hope Bella Tu can make it if they plug for May
It's dangerous
Watch how you talk
I might fuck yo bae



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Writer(s): Jaylen Bennett-cavaiani
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