Marijuana

Damn, us bitches tryna' get work (Work)

Midi-mapping kicks, yo, tryna' get dirt (Dirt)

Midi-mapping hats, yo, tryna' get cake (Cake)

Waitin' on a dub cause the weed man's late (Weed mans late)

You know, I throw hard in a motherfucker

It's like that, go hard up in a motherfucker

And now my tracks gettin' played up in the club

That ketamine's lean but it's better than drugs, what?

Yo, I'm tryna' move this brand

Tryna' get up 'til it's cranking like Petland

We seen a drought, now we wading through the wetlands

I could be the gold chick, I could be the "Yes, man"

But I think I catch a Law and Order marathon

Send a couple texts, put a motherfucking snuggie on

I'm sorry Mama, that I am not a doctor

That I rap about the vag and I smoke Marijuana-juana

I'm sorry Mama, that I am not a doctor

That I'm talkin' that shit when I smoke Marijuana-juana

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Yeah, I guess you win some and lose some

But my fortune cookies have always read true, son

I got a mouth from the motherfucking west

An involuntary underdog, motherfucking Mets

And all these sneak bitches hop up on the train

They squirt when I spit, so yeah I make it rain

They scream when I hit, I know exactly what they saying

I love Awkwafina just like Gucci Gucci Mane (Does)

But I think I catch a Law and Order marathon

Send a couple texts, put a motherfucking snuggie on

I'm sorry Mama, that I am not a doctor

That I rap about the vag and I smoke Marijuana-juana

I'm sorry Mama, that I am not a doctor

That I'm talkin' that shit when I smoke Marijuana-juana

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