Pineapple Henny

Alright let me talk my shit right here, hol' up
I'm not doing much I'm just sipping on Bacardi
And I'm smoking on the kush you can call me Bob Marley
Shawty grinding on me slow 'bout to ride me like a Harley
And we making out in a brand new Ferrari

Yeah I took her to the backseat, I'm a young athlete
Jump in the pussy like a motherfucking track meet
I'm with dyl-chill and we smoking on a trap beat
Roll it up good, got the stu smelling grassy

Love me some bread, love me some cash
Fucking bitches wet and wild gonna make it splash
Met this girl from the bay, and she like to throw that ass
I blew her a kiss then she blew one right back

Bitch we don't joke, we don't mess around
Said he was a dog, Steez took him to the pound
If you not with us you a motherfucking clown
Got my brother Dyl he just put 'em in the ground

Heard REAL BOYZ at the function got me choked up
When the album drop everybody gonna know us
Me and Steez going to the top we gon' blow up
What's the address boy, yeah you know we gonna show up

I been feining for them plaques, feining for them racks
Grinding too hard, I forgot how to relax
Vlone on my back, got the chain so it match
Mad rubies so I'm Max, REAL BOYZ killing tracks

Yeah we kill these songs, what the fuck you thought
This the Life Of The Party you can hear it when I talk
Fuck a fruity chaser I'm gonna sip this shit raw
Pineapple Henny why they tryna cut me off

Fuck Brun, fuck Pigs, it's a party at the crib
If I say that you a rando, you will never get in
Boy you know lil' Steez, I'm the goat lowkey
You can't lil' bro me you could never be him

Take another shot of Henny and I'm pouring up the gin
We gon' party all night, then we do it all again
Shawty brought her friend, and I knew she was a ten
I be puffing on the pen, dyl-chill making trends

Yeah, I heard that you a fan bitch
We don't do no playing bitch
Yeah, we don't do no playing I got lean in my hand
More purple than some jam bitch

Bitch I got the glow, got my pockets looking swole
We stay woke in this bitch and we finna lose control

I be colder than a hoe, presidential like I'm Joe
And I'm posted at the Bing there's some bitches on the pole

I be sipping on the lean, I'm a motherfucking king
With the homie SteezyJ, we gon' light the fucking beam

Yeah, said she want Steez, bitch it's not free
Riding through Sac, on scene with the team

I be balling like I'm Brady, got more ammo than the Navy
And I'm feeling so wavy, got the squad going crazy

Boy I'm varsity, they JV, don't know why they want to hate me
That's your girl she call me baby, that's your money that she pay me

Got a new girl, and I like the curls in her hair
No, you can't have her boy, I don't like to share
Looking at her face while she ride me on the chair
And she love how I drip, boy I look like Ric Flair

Yeah she like the way I move, how I groove, how I shmoove
I'm a fool with the jewels and the schools disapprove
Brought my phone in the pool and it froze on the cruise
I got hella bad bitches, I don't know how to choose

All the bitches like me, my neck looking icy
I'm dripped from the head to the toe wearing Nike's
I be looking pricey, shawty treat me nicely
Feeling like Mac Dre, with the boys getting hyphy

Yeah I'm in the Dirty T, down here in Tucson
I'm the top story lil' bitch turn the news on
Put your shoes on, red bottoms and the jewels on
We already dropped two slaps it's a new song

Only drop fire, grab my fuckin lighter
Put it to the blunt, now you know I just got higher
I told her she was fine, she said that I was finer
Gucci on my belt so you know I'm looking flyer

Yeah that's how we do it in the Dirty T
Fuck is you talking 'bout
Bitch