And y'all talk constantly, about all of your bitches and hoes,
And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth
Bought the dope and have hoes
It's all she knows
Fuck them hoes and the cops
And when this beat drops, your heart stops
I keep my money neat
I used to sneak and smoke stress weed
Say you don’t do what
With some weed and a cup
Give players plenty space
Weed and rapping weed in jays
Got it on lock, you just locked out
Thirsty hoes, and its a drought
Overused crap about their bitches and hoes,
Everything i wanted never seem so close
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