This is a song about "Sneaking out with rriends"

Repping that west with knock out

Fuck what y’all talkin’ about

Out of lyrics and nitpicks with silly gimmicks.

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

Think we can fit ten in, bowls packed with everything

Focus your optics it's obvious they're sneaking

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I like to hang out with laura,

Or a sneaking thief in the deepest of night

And i like my marijuana bright

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

There's nothing wrong with sneaking up behind a nigga like boo.

With out you i feel incomplete,

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Claw out your eyes with a spatula.

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa