First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody
And i'm all out of money cause i bought drugs for some party,
Drivin' my impala and selling drugs
In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux
Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts
And get me some more drugs
Weed and rapping weed in jays
Yeah hail mary full of grace
I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks
Destroying a set of lives just for ice, money, and drugs
And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet
Pussy, money weed is the current policy
They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money
I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money
If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see
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