[Intro]
Yeah, ten steps ahead of these n***as
That's why they f** wit me instead of these n***as... fool
Kush and orange juice n***a, I'm tryna use betta words...b*tch
Jerm on the boards, next time around we want all the money
You n***as short changin', sh**, show somethin'
Champagne and E-Z widers....presidential views
[Verse 1]
I keeps it real nothin' like you actors do
Joints I flick, bong raps I kicks
Y'all can't rip this off tag on your mattress fool
You'd rather be high this that sh** b**h
Now you in the presence of the flyest
Louis cover my eyes
Not them 100 dollar ray bans, fam these 675
Rap a** n***as tellin you lies
Runnin game some things money just can't disguise
That's why keepin it g is where I keep my pride
You a lame, cause I'm good wit a couple n***as who ride
Look fella
Trees yella and jus by the smell you can tell us
Chronic I smoke hella my pockets want mozzarella
Your b**h here twistin' up like propellas
Got my paper right now we like white boy hair the way they jealous
[Hook]
When we come we came to spend money
We think it ain't nothin' that's why we get to cuffin
They hoes she comin' to drank and smoke some of this good dank
Then go back to my place don't ask you already know
Ain't worried 'bout another n***a
While I'm gettin mine homie I ain't got the time
Face in the clouds I'm feelin' like time is on my side
But they dont wanna see me flyyy
They don't wanna see meee flyyy
Life is all I know
To live this way, I chose
Grindin' paid its toll
(oh, oh) now everywhere I go I flyyy
[Verse 2]
Most of my b**hes use and abuse
These n***as call' em makin' em pay they dues
Spendin' all your hard-earned money on bags and shoes
When all they really need is kush and orange juice
sh** that's what I feed em
They download my songs watch my interviews and read 'em
Treat her like you love her I f** her once then I don't need her
I'm playin, I keep a couple of those skinnies that I hit up anytime I'm in they city shorty
I ain't on a sports team but ya n***a ballin
Don't pick up my line less I see its money callin'
Jordan shorts by the pair and my socks is Ralph Lauren
And I got that dank from my n***a down New Orleans
Real as they come everyone of my n***as all in
n***as'll talk slick but me I'm gettin to the paper
Cuz they see us and act like they never hated
[Hook]
[Outro]
Taylor gang in this b**h you a fool
Big bags of kush, put a x in the middle
Add the orange juice n***a