[Chorus:]
Ridin' round smoking weed with ma foreign b**h
Ridin' round smoking weed with ma foreign b**h
Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new sh** (wish dat was me)
Got ma new b**h, got ma, got ma new b**h (this dude a g!)
Ion't camp off with no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the f** that mean?)
Never payin for no p**y, f** them hoes for free
That's a f**ing bawlaa
How can I become a bawlaa?
[Verse 1:]
Mirror mirror on the wall
How can dicky learn to ball
I wish I was TIP and I could spit some sh** with southern drawls
I wish I could flip a brick and spit dat sh** like Ricky Ross
Holla at broads, at the mall
Spit about a maf**an b**h up in da wip
And getting lit up in the backseat
Talkin sh** about a dinner with an athlete
f** that, can't rap like the rest of these maf**as
Without all ma writtens being fact free
Do y'all know how bad I wish I could
But y'all would laugh if I spit hood
So now ya man is making jams about some random
sh**, when dudes is rappin bout they f**in weaponry
Homicidal tendencies
The only dough that I can boast about is seeded sesame
I'm jealous B.
Cause errbody in the game get to say they k**
Errbody in the game get to say steal
Errbody in the game sayin words like trill
Really wish that I could make that hit
Fake that sh**
Without coming off all gay n sh**
Cause if I coulda rapped like wayne
Then I'd prolly be sayin a lot of the crazy sh** like
I'm a k** you p**y a** b**hes with the chopper
Now make that p**y pop off... and this sh** would sound proper
[Chorus:]
Ridin' round smoking weed with ma foreign b**h
Ridin' round smoking weed with ma foreign b**h
Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new sh** (wish dat was me)
Got ma new b**h, got ma, got ma new b**h (this dude a g!)
Ion't camp off with no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the f** that mean?)
Never payin for no p**y, f** them hoes for free
That's a f**ing bawlaa
How can I become a bawlaa?
[Verse 2:]
Here we go
Here's a flow
Bout some sh** I really know
I'm a spit it raw and swag it up as if I'm really cold
Ma cheerios is honey nut
Gear at most a hunned bucks
PS I Love You is on the TV dicky tearin up
Go up to the bathroom, I have to
Ma dentist say I gotta make an effort now it's time to floss
Hollat ma dog, and I call the maf**a to me and
Get a leash and take him out to walk
Roll around the ave
I put his sh** up in a bag
And then a wip pull up, the windows down, this b**h look out and asking
How she get back on the high way
Told dat b**h to drive straight
And take a left on honeycut
But stay up in the right lane
Cause it come up kinda quick
You see what the f** I'm sayin,
Other people get to rap about like
Home cooked crack, and like jail n sh**
And I gotta spit a lotta sh** about a muthaf**in
Kid up in a crib that's got the central air
It's not fair
No one cares
Real talk I just wanna braid ma hair
And rap about whatever bruh
Money hoes etcetera
Instead of bein clever every measure but I'm never gonn be
[Chorus:]
Ridin' round smoking weed with ma foreign b**h
Ridin' round smoking weed with ma foreign b**h
Ma window down, I'm riding to ma new sh** (wish dat was me)
Got ma new b**h, got ma, got ma new b**h (this dude a g!)
Ion't camp off with no j's they sell them hoes for free (what the f** that mean?)
Never payin for no p**y, f** them hoes for free
That's a f**ing bawlaa
How can I become a bawlaa?