Weapon
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin
When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
You sumn like a Xbox
Call that nigga Microsoft
Made a song last year
Call that shit John wall
Cuz I keep the heater on me
Even when I'm playing ball
I sold so much weed Nigga
Thought my name was Samson
Bitches on my dick yea
Cuz I'm so handsome
When I get this money
Pullin up in a phantom
Glock still on me
Cuz you know they don't jam bruh
Any giving situation
Goin run them bands up
Baby mother mad
She say I can't stand ya
Trials and tribulations but
You know I'm gonna stand up
Got 3 kids so you know I had to man up
If I hit you wit this .40 bet you won't stand up
Last name handsome first name Jackson
If I hit his phone he pulling up trying clap Shit
Bagging up that cat nip Served it to a fat bitch
Learned how to hustle in the back of the ally
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin
When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin
When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
You sumn like a Xbox
Call that nigga Microsoft
Made a song last year
Call that shit John wall
Cuz I keep the heater on me
Even when I'm playing ball
I sold so much weed Nigga
Thought my name was Samson
Bitches on my dick yea
Cuz I'm so handsome
When I get this money
Pullin up in a phantom
Glock still on me
Cuz you know they don't jam bruh
Any giving situation
Goin run them bands up
Baby mother mad
She say I can't stand ya
Trials and tribulations but
You know I'm gonna stand up
Got 3 kids so you know I had to man up
If I hit you wit this .40 bet you won't stand up
Last name handsome first name Jackson
If I hit his phone he pulling up trying clap Shit
Bagging up that cat nip Served it to a fat bitch
Learned how to hustle in the back of the ally
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin
When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
Laying up smoking all this weed I aint stressin
Fat pocket's skinny jeans on me smith n Wesson
Nigga hit my cousin When I see him imma bless em
Pray to god Nigga when
I see you ima bless you
Compressions got my glock tight
Nigga I ain't trying fight
Oc in the cut yea you bout to lose your life
We don't say we rolled em up
Nigga that is too damn hot
But if we catch your your ass
Treat em like a fruit fly
Credits
Writer(s): Shaquan Davis
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