[Chorus: Angel Levi]
I got money I got weed
Yeah I know you want it
Swerving with that thing "like you know we on it."
Swerving with that thing "like you know we on it."
You should quit fronting
I got to show you something
[Verse 1: Angel Levi]
I'm in sync and on point
Whatever you want to call it
I only need a little bit
I'm off that loud
It's your boy supplying hits
You don't got to wonder why I'm fly and sh** supplying hits
I just keep doing this again and again
Say something
You don't got to hold it in
He's folding
I'm always maneuvering
Respecting those religions
Ice be looking frigid like I did it
So cold to you
I got to make this money and I'll be back
That's what the stoner's do
I'm rolling through
Right to you
Nice with it
How I ice with it
Do I look good with ice on?
One time I told these women
This all comes from that binging
This all comes from that Benjamin
They're listening
Watch how I get it all in an instant
Finished it?
No just sit and listen once again
Flawless
I'm way too clean for that
You should bring it all to me
That is fraud to me and I can't live without it
But what do I know about it?
I got hope without it
I got help from out it
Let's smoke up these mountains of purple
The f** are you thinking?
[Chorus x2: Angel Levi]
[Verse 2: Angel Levi]
I'm off that lean like offsets
You know me how I swerve in it
Old apartment how I served in it
It was only me and the ride was tinted
I've had the haze so purple you would've thought the piff was angel dust
Had n***as off that aerosol on my block
Had to watch out for the cops
Stop and go
Shop's moving
Had the pot moving
At home do not do this
Nowadays we got the drops moving
Make magic happen like Criss Angel
I got cameras like all the angles
Before I go I'm dropping everything
My new chick is like house arrest
She wants the D
I'm gone show you everything you want to see
Likely it is everything you want from me
What's it going to be?
All of this is nothing to me
The streets is way too good to me
From my hood to your hood
Balling with that shot clock
Samples of that ready rock on my block
But come correct for that straight drop
Hit this watch the pace drop
Grade A rock
Had to scrape the pot for that wash up
Sprinkle the work like fairy dust
This rock here is not wash up
You know me I get the guap up
[Chorus x2]