Ass (feat. Durone)
Yo
Who Made this?
Said still got like, 10
Yeah how many you want? you said, 10 tabs? What? (Hahaha)
Smokin' on high grade true shit
Gotta get too lit
Eatin' Hors d oeuvres off a toothpick
Lil mama lookin too, too thick
Through the lookin glass
Smokin hella wax
Take another dab
Have me on my ass
On my
On my ass
On my
On my ass
Fat rails lookin like a train track
Big stacks y'all can have the fame back
Blunts getting rolled by a bad bitch
Smoke it all just to get a new bag
Bag secured
G sounds get the sack for sure
Foreign the whip and marble the floor
Please baby just come to the door
I swear I just went to the store
Just had to pick up a gar
Ended up crashing the car
Had to vamp out from the law
And then Queen Palm got involved
And they the worst problem of all
Yeah, Is it a mid life crisis or a mid life mindset nigga
Shit is moving different one the vyvanse nigga
Wish I didn't have to fucking vibe check niggas
Huh, this shit is silly
But rhythmically my shit is sick
Like teaching ignorance to kids
Gotta go find some drugs to flip
I like making my money quick
Took another tab
Had me on my ass
On my
On my ass
On my
On my ass
Had me on my ass
On my
On my ass
On my
On my ass
Have me on my ass
Who Made this?
Said still got like, 10
Yeah how many you want? you said, 10 tabs? What? (Hahaha)
Smokin' on high grade true shit
Gotta get too lit
Eatin' Hors d oeuvres off a toothpick
Lil mama lookin too, too thick
Through the lookin glass
Smokin hella wax
Take another dab
Have me on my ass
On my
On my ass
On my
On my ass
Fat rails lookin like a train track
Big stacks y'all can have the fame back
Blunts getting rolled by a bad bitch
Smoke it all just to get a new bag
Bag secured
G sounds get the sack for sure
Foreign the whip and marble the floor
Please baby just come to the door
I swear I just went to the store
Just had to pick up a gar
Ended up crashing the car
Had to vamp out from the law
And then Queen Palm got involved
And they the worst problem of all
Yeah, Is it a mid life crisis or a mid life mindset nigga
Shit is moving different one the vyvanse nigga
Wish I didn't have to fucking vibe check niggas
Huh, this shit is silly
But rhythmically my shit is sick
Like teaching ignorance to kids
Gotta go find some drugs to flip
I like making my money quick
Took another tab
Had me on my ass
On my
On my ass
On my
On my ass
Had me on my ass
On my
On my ass
On my
On my ass
Have me on my ass
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Writer(s): Cody Peacock
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