[Verse 1: King Lil G]
Yeah, I slide through in that Benzo (All white)
Everybody knowing it's official
My clic tatted up, hoes be acting up - b**h, get a hold of my pistol
I dedicate it to the rivals
Ain't no really telling what I might do
This the kind of sh** I like to vibe to
Smoke weed if you'd like to
I'm West Coasting 'til I'm overdosing
Smoking the potent I hold in my lungs
b**hes getting my undivided attention
Did I mention that they feeling me like the plates on a trunk
Blue bandana even though I'm cold blooded
Self-Provoked, that's my L.A. cuz
And my clic stay busting, ra-ta-ta-ta
Notorious, man I'm ready to die
Tiffany, she don't f** with me, tell Alexis said she was in love with me
AK4-7 company, we came from nothing to luxury
Like blah!
[Chorus: King Lil G]
I got the weed for the low, I get the weed for the low (I got it)
Come f** with me on the low, come f** with me on the low (f** with it)
I get the weed for the low, I get the weed for the low (I got it)
Come f** with me on the low, come f** with me on the low (f** with it)
[Verse 2: L.A. Gun Smoke]
You got a gun, but ain't using it
Why the f** you act like you shooting sh**?
You ain't got no plugs, you ain't moving bricks
I made my point, you ain't moving sh**
f** you know about a prison term? I lived and learned it
f** what you heard about prison murders
f** what you heard about my clic, we murderers
AK47, boy pack a burner
Where the f** you from? I probably know all your big homies
I give you a number to contact, you call it... And see if they know me
I'm smoking that k**a, I'm selling that k**a
I'm getting that sh** by the O-Z
You fake and you f** with the police
Fool, why you be fronting? Boy, you ain't no k**a
[Chorus: King Lil G]
I got the weed for the low, I get the weed for the low (For the low)
Come f** with me on the low, come f** with me on the low (On the low)
I get the weed for the low, I get the weed for the low (I get it)
Come f** with me on the low, come f** with me on the low (f** with it)
[Verse 3: Self Provoked]
A bone in the motherf**ing west Side
Where they g**n and they got the pretty model chicks with the b**bs and they thick thighs
All right, let's write
Late night, no alarm we the late time
Catch flights, no breaks, jet lag, b**h you know that I take mine
Yo
We are the Elohem [?] if you cashed out right then I can trust in you
But if you tell me lies I'ma contribute to the same old thing that could've ended you
Tell the rate, no betrayal, frail temper, and I ain't real centered
I remain with the same crew
Venom shoot through veins, when I'm on the same page [?]
I'm angel, with a devilish grin
Let me tell you a little something about the message I give
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My mom, my pops, my blood, [?] take it all in
Mom striked the bong on July twenty third
Here I am, crazy minded, about to blow superb
Dismiss common sense, I don't think like you
Critic my minds and what the f** you do
On A High Note, I will rep it 'til the sun blows and the world's dark and still
Ain't here to prove to anyone that I got sk**
Do what I got to do, f** how you feel
Side hustles just to get me by and now I'm thinking bigger
Company sh** with hella big figures
Barely back [?] game into my name
So I swig my liquor, run it
[Chorus: King Lil G]
I got the weed for the low, I get the weed for the low (I got it)
Come f** with me on the low, come f** with me on the low (f** with it)
I get the weed for the low, I get the weed for the low (I got it)
Come f** with me on the low, come f** with me on the low (f** with it)