Creeping up, I'm scoping out my motherf**in' ground
Smoking out, now I fill my mouth
My n***a Rob here don't feel that sound
If I gotta roll up to your house, talking 'bout you smoking O's and slangin' ounce
We k** your lick and kick your sh**, you know it's going down
Smokin' on hay, every motherf**ing day, you know where the f** I stay ok
All day, we k** for lust
On the hunt, you best be giving it up
I hit that junt and smoke that blunt, I don't give a f**
Ain't no love upon the clique and when I'm ripping through your cut
You don't know about me mane, I'm a burn and do my thang
If a busta motherf**er talkin' then you're burning flames
Run yo mouth, you know we high
Only deep inside my plot
If you talkin' all that ana, then I'll just meet you at the river spot