Tuna Roll

Business as usual

Money on my mind I can feel it in my cuticle

Fuck the nine to five wasn't made for a cubicle

**** know I'm raw tuna roll

You know what it is Kid Ink up in this bitch

Hear that eh smell the scent

Bitch I'm all all in

One hit and leave a ****'s nose twitchen like he wished it would

What I'm smoking on I swear to god I'm floating in a drift

Alumni we the illest

Sicker than contagion

All up in your hood like my **** working cranking

Know that LA is the city but look like we from Asia

Say I don't be in my city who the fuck is you pholasin let's go

Yeah

Well alright

It goes Peter picked them peppers **** I just picked them hoes out

Swimming in the money how I'm living boathouse

I don't need a floaty because I'm sitting on a cloud

Tell the world kiss my ass head up look at me now bitch

Back on immense stack on stack I'm racking it in

Swear that they ain't fucking with me talking all that abstinence

Money I'm in the middle like a centerfold

Yeah these **** know I'm raw tuna roll

Batter up I'm outa here

Find me in the cut like I live there

I'm the man in this bitch you just Tyler Perry

See me throwing money in the sky till I'm outa air

Sorry your honor but I had to kill 'em

**** think they hard but they softer than pillows

And I'm high off a pill in the building like dealers

Pissing off the tenants give a fuck about your feelings

Tell 'em

I'm on

Okay snap back hat back

Smoking on that loud pack

Blow it on the ceiling look like bombs over Baghdad

Bitch I'm more familie even mobile phone texts

I'm the realest on the at list you can go and ask the masses

What up

Hold up have a taste

You ain't gotta go to outer space

You can see the stars baby welcome to the show

Yeah these **** know I'm raw tuna roll

Alumni bitch

Wheels up

**** know I'm raw tuna roll