Light up (feat. Big Fruit & Damar Jackson)

We got money cars, clothes and the hoes down to go And [?] fly below, what is that? I don't know! So these bad bitches better pull up They wanna smoke and get fucked up Got a foe bow in my cup Gotta roll the weed and light up! Light up, light up, light, up Gotta roll the weed and light up Light up, light up, light, up Gotta roll the weed and light up Light up, light up, light, up Light up, light up, light, up Yeah, hold your weed high in the air If you're getting high [?] your blunts with the ones that you like Stuff the bitch, puff the bitch Past it to the ones that is down for life! This the one you get bend to Getting high with the bitch to [?] your closest nigga Cause you know he hit it too! Catch rapping in them rubber bands Make a bitch weight [?] Don't mind if you change the station But, baby please watch where you at! Lighten up for my prison day Still got some of the prison ways Smoking one with my nigga Vic We top it up about better days! Champagne and millions day Sipping shit with the golden plates Four ounces in the big blue I learned that from [?] Good weed unless she wanting sex Hoes loving it and you gotta take No charges now cause we strike it up Like Michael Jackson, we light it up! We got money cars, clothes and the hoes down to go And [?] fly below, what is that? I don't know! So these bad bitches better pull up They wanna smoke and get fucked up Got a foe bow in my cup Gotta roll the weed and light up! Light up, light up, light, up Gotta roll the weed and light up Light up, light up, light, up Gotta roll the weed and light up Light up, light up, light, up Light up, light up, light, up Good Indonesia, talking about that kind of shit That have you fucking freezing [?] stuck like when they ask you, when they look at me That's the one that was smoking weed That's the one who replied to me Whole time my [?], my fans love when I burn it down The cash rather fucking count! (So they can watch me doing it how I do it) As I burn it down, bad bitch with long miles Gucci shades when I blow [?] I just broke a pair that cost one thousand But hater nigga, I'm all smiles! Smoking one with my kids and me Baby mommas can't deal with me Tripping off my ego, cause I know the hoes were feeling me Waking up to them Cally dreams, spit her real, I bust it down Come and test this shit the nigga smoke! Cavin down! We got money cars, clothes and the hoes down to go And [?] fly below, what is that? I don't know! So these bad bitches better pull up They wanna smoke and get fucked up Got a foe bow in my cup Gotta roll the weed and light up! Light up, light up, light, up Gotta roll the weed and light up Light up, light up, light, up Gotta roll the weed and light up Light up, light up, light, up Light up, light up, light, up