J-Hotz - Clg lyrics

[Verse 1] Your girlfriend wants to blow me And she wants that D antoni All yo b**hes know me I'm j-hotz, pull up on a pony With the cider in my hand Ill smack yo a** to no mans land Why you smokin such a sh**ty strand Your team wants to be on making the band My mean 16s they'll flip ya life Then clg we flip ya wife And We do that with strife If you got a problem ill cut you with a knife Then Ryan will run you over with a wheelchair And while you laying there, you better say a prayer Cause Louie next to curb stomp you better beware We the best street this is what I declare [Hook] C-a-s-t-a-n-a lane gang b**h yall so f**ing lame [Verse 2] The motorhome is where we reside

Tryna roll up? I just put 3 grams aside But wait til Adam brings the bong I'd like to hit that before I sing my song Bong rips got me feelin like edward in eclipse I wanna eat fish & chips with a foreign b**h Munchies & I'm feelin all hungry In a foreign country listening to funky monkey Like what the f** is up I'm bout to call Matt up so I can match a blunt n***a im out front f** a scavenger hunt There's no need to grunt Lets get high & get lunch But wait don't forget about izzy sh** n***a where is he? That n***a izzy prolly busy while we smokin on that sticky n***a'll slang a pill from here to Mississippi [Hook] C-a-s-t-a-n-a lane gang b**h yall so f**ing lame