And methodists got money, baptists suck, roll the weed,
Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried
And i ain't spend a minute up in the streets
Dank dro and hip hop, hennessy and trap beats
Come see real niggas on my team
And my girls yeah she a queen
Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years
Swear i will murk any beat
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
Me and whore white girls never workout,
I might even stick my tongue out
The revolution will proceed
I eat shrooms, and smoke a fuck-load of weed,
I can't hold back, it's time to attack jack
Smoking weed and listening to rap
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