Forreal

Say the back doe open I'm out the front
Hopped off the porch now time to see me stunt
Before I leave the house yeahh I gotta roll a blunt
What I wanna roll gelato, cookies, naw where the runtz

I fell in love wit the 6, grew up in the hood bad n cussin
16 Maletonin,3pills wit Robitussin
Curry wit the money in the hoop my pockets stuffin
Don't try to lil boy me Andrew ain't get lucky

Smoke weed dreads start getting long like buck wheat
Gun Blast to his chest ill Milwaukee buck eem
Yo bitch say she been wantin to say fuck you n fuck me
Ion fw cop phrases, so She would never ever cuff me
Hit the stu for a beat yeah UnKnwn got the town back
Hit the trap wit TNG it's time that we double back



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Writer(s): Jay Bandz
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