Wifisfuneral - 2 Pm lyrics

I'm rolling pill after pill Slow motion When I'm coming down I'm zoning Focused Come up, back up on the trick Ride the foreign, whip it quick Smoking dope while smoking, yes Its the light skin pimp, little trick Always burning down a sack I can't f** round wit no hoe unless that a** fat Bussin' down a port, chillin in the lac Riding while i coast, swerving side to side Leaning front to back Been on this sh** for minute Y'all novices never did it Pulling up, geeking in civics Riding up on them thangs when we swang Deuce 4's sitting high, riding strange Cover coated candy paint, smoking dripping while I'm tipping mane Dutch Palmers broken down within the range Blow my smoke into the air, witness the weather change Got hoes who down to f**, & b**hes that sniffing cane No ties within in my pimpin' I'm smooth sailing away Servants they pour me water My side b**h feed me grapes Main b**h on my line I quickly tell her to fade Ignore it just give me face I'm pimping right out the grave Feeling dead but yet amazed Living fast, can't keep it safe Smoke a blunt right to the face Bow ya head let us say grace My presence is such a present That n***a that you f**in wit such a lame Stone cold brew, broken into 2 Burning in the cut alcohol up in the wound Blow up on yo b**h Nokia you know me & how i do I'm rolling pill after pill Slow motion When I'm coming down I'm zoning (x4)