Rolling up a paper, blunt wraps go to vapor, in a puff,
My bitch is the type of bitch that niggas wanna cuff
What you believe in you gotta dig deep to see the sins,
Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions
Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family
'cuz it's so deep in my blood, this the only shit that i fancy
The poor are in deep water but tread first and are fed dirt
Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard
If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list
Your names added to my hitlist, rolling the streets like a chemist
"leave it to the big kids, instead of rolling the dice.
Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice
Baby got that super bass
Overall, your lost in deep space,
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