Throwing big blues on em all up on ya boo
Say she wanna cruise homie
Yea she bout to drop that shit
She bout to back that shit
im bout to flip that shit
Im bout to pack that shit x2
She wasn't forgetting to swallow
We aint messing with these shooters babe we getting a bottle
I had to piss in a pothole
Now I'm getting lit in a grotto
With a couple fifths and some lotto tixs take a hit and I'm fabbo
This that fresh shit that I'm kicking breakfast real quick fits click on a mission
On my toes when I'm tipping
Everywhere I go I fit it bitch
Wanna fake that funk don't depend on em
Get a spliff get some dough get a rack
Im in your town where you at
she bout to drop that shit
She bout to back that shit
im bout to flip that shit
Im bout to pack that shit x2
Throwing big blues on em all up on ya boo
Say she wanna cruise homie
Now I'm into fire arms and selling things
Let me know when the shades out playa
cnd I will quietly top Tommy way out playa
On la playa I been kicking it like CONCcCcF
Don't call me sire I'm just saying I just want the cash
Little bit aggressive when I'm tripping for the cabbage
For these bad habits pick yo teeth off the ground
Man my beat bout to pound