[Intro]
Haha
Yeah, sitting here smokin' a blunt thinkin' bout life and sh**
I told all my n***as we eatin'
You know, it's the king
We chillin'
We out chea
[Verse 1]
Real n***a never back down, bad hoes in my background
Got some n***as out in Jacktown that'll lay ya down with them Mac rounds
Won't stop I can't now, ain't heard bout me better ask 'round
Probably got your girl at the crib making turkey bacon with her pants down
Yeah n***a I smashed that, give her back you can have that
I just faced a whole half track, sipping syrup no flapjacks
Packing blunts in my backpack, joints rolled in my whip n***a
Open up my ashtray see blunt roaches AND clips n***a
Grinding like the Clipse n***a, big guns, long clips n***a
I ain't never gone quit n***a, too many hoes on my dick n***a
Too many hoes in my whip n***a, they lapped up in the backseat
Bad b**h s**ing my dick n***a, I'm rolling weed on her a** cheeks
All I know is this #KiNG sh**, all I want is that green sh**
So if you ain't talking bout making moves or making money it don't mean sh**
Big dreams, I'm schemin' n***a, stopping me? Keep dreamin' n***a
Life's a b**h, I f**ed her raw and made her swallow my semen n***a