No Attachments
Aye, don't tell me about yo last man
I just wanna know, can we fuck with no attachments
My phone go crazy when the pack in
Girl you know it's just a sell, so don't ask me
Im blowing buds, I got it from the kush factory
I be rolling up all day, nigga you don't wanna match me
I run it up at a fast speed
I been buying lean all week, now my juice man tryna tax me
Aye, don't come around
If you gone let me down
I get so high off the ground
Im smoking out a pound, we ain't buying no ounces
Nigga we don't fuck with mouses
These niggas hoes, they need to go and buy some blouses
They can't even stack a thousand and I spend that every outfit
They start calling me the plug
Im not an outlet
I thought I was going downhill until I found rap
I get into my feelings on every song track
Every time shit be going good, that shit don't last
They didn't know I would be great, they did me so bad
Fuck with us, you'll get a toe tag
We gone leave a pussy nigga momma so sad
My niggas tryna hit him where his dome at
Don't got no gun, we just my get him with a chrome bat
Aye, don't tell me about yo last man
I just wanna know, can we fuck with no attachments
My phone go crazy when the pack in
Girl you know it's just a sell, so don't ask me
Im blowing buds, I got it from the kush factory
I be rolling up all day, nigga you don't wanna match me
I run it up at a fast speed
I been buying lean all week, now my juice man tryna tax me
I just wanna know, can we fuck with no attachments
My phone go crazy when the pack in
Girl you know it's just a sell, so don't ask me
Im blowing buds, I got it from the kush factory
I be rolling up all day, nigga you don't wanna match me
I run it up at a fast speed
I been buying lean all week, now my juice man tryna tax me
Aye, don't come around
If you gone let me down
I get so high off the ground
Im smoking out a pound, we ain't buying no ounces
Nigga we don't fuck with mouses
These niggas hoes, they need to go and buy some blouses
They can't even stack a thousand and I spend that every outfit
They start calling me the plug
Im not an outlet
I thought I was going downhill until I found rap
I get into my feelings on every song track
Every time shit be going good, that shit don't last
They didn't know I would be great, they did me so bad
Fuck with us, you'll get a toe tag
We gone leave a pussy nigga momma so sad
My niggas tryna hit him where his dome at
Don't got no gun, we just my get him with a chrome bat
Aye, don't tell me about yo last man
I just wanna know, can we fuck with no attachments
My phone go crazy when the pack in
Girl you know it's just a sell, so don't ask me
Im blowing buds, I got it from the kush factory
I be rolling up all day, nigga you don't wanna match me
I run it up at a fast speed
I been buying lean all week, now my juice man tryna tax me
Credits
Writer(s): Camren Cline
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