[Hook x6]
f** off
[Verse 1]
OG Kush, OG Kush
Hit her with that dope dick, now she hooked
Oh she hooked, that's dem motherf**ing Withdrawals
Came through in a low-low
Left, came back, I done switched cars
Walked through with my n***as, but I left with a stripper
Her a** soft and my dick hard
Just bought a red coupe, all i really have to do
Say "soo-woo" and that b**h start
Man you shouldn't have got me started
Better go and find the toilet
Cause I sh** on n***as when I'm pissed off
Got a fresh pair of J's, stone washed jeans
And some [?] to my head like Kriss Kross
Live that rockstar life, pa** me the X
Imma turn them b**hes up like sweet talk
Ride with Chanel, lightin' up an L
[?]
Been on the real for the last 6 months
When i wen't back home, had a box full of mail
And I ran through a quarter pound in a week
If you think a n***a lying, put the pot on the scale
I'm about to f** up the rap industry
I wrote a blueprint when i was locked in the cell
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[Verse 2: Chanel West Coast]
I ain't never say sh** that did a mean chick so nope I ain't sorry
Tryna come up quick yellin out "f** it" in a black Aventador
Wanna get rich quick, but it take work trick yep yep, true story
Pull up to the crib off the sunset b**h car note two stories
[?] i'm a motto, smoke trees like a yoko
b**h please, i'm loco
[?] ca-call me coco
So we on tonight
[?] are my bills, but my rhymes is light
My goal's in sight
Do I sing, do I rap, b**h both are tight
[?] I got no motherf**ing time, homie
[?] weak a** kicks singing bout the f**in' [?], homie
Need a week in Capri on yacht, Imma dime, homie
[?] better eat like it's lunch time, homie
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