Lambo, roscoe, no street code
I smoke on the best smoke
You brought and chose, guess she moving on, yep, we do it wrong
This the weed song light up when its on. smoke that shit til your mind is gone.
I smoke og kuch fuck stress
I don't fear death
And all i see is that smoke
Been running around trying find a job
When niggas act bitch-made she got the heart to fightnigga my girlfriend, though we separated at times
Old school til i die no reason to testify im satisfied by multi syllable rhymes
She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits
Keep spendin hundreds til im buried in one hundreds
Moms really getting mad when i call you that
Nc til i die for my city i reppin it
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