8:88 (TRY IT)

If you rolling up with me, one gram is a toothpick
Exotic stuffed blunts have your man high off two hits
Fat as I can manage, ain't no concept of too thick
I take two sticks and put 'em together like a crucifix
Niggas choose to pursue what they assume is lucrative
When they ain't used to really doing drills, don't be shooting shit
Movin' units of the super duper sticky putrid shit
So you could get a yourself a pack of gas if you consumerist, nigga

Tryna prove you move like this is getting pretty humorous
I done met a lot of bums but you might be the stupidest
Running up a lot of funds, just as fast I blew threw em
I be out here with my bloods still stacking the bluest chips
Say you out here pushing pounds but I can tell you clueless, nigga
You the plug? Prove it then, show me how to move a brick
Do a flip, then do four more if you not new to this
I would think ya girl a nudist just how she manuevering, nigga



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Writer(s): Pierre Kingbo
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