Bowl Talk

Packs, touchdown, I'm sellin' bowls any weather, I'm out the way

Bustin' plays, I'm sellin' bowls In my sweater, I get nasty with a bitch

If I like her, I'ma get her but get nasty with this thing

We can call him top hitter had to bring the juice to the booth

Just to slow me down Had to roll another blunt

Yeah, my high been goin' down had to turn it up

Trap phone doin' double Dutch, I'm in a Rango

With that 40, yeah, I swear a **** buck ain't no slowin' up

You see them lights, you better speed it up you hit the gas, this bitch too fast

You know this bitch here actin' up I was down bad on my ass

And ain't no **** get me none now when I get that fuckin' back

You know a **** turnin' up let's get it in

**** talkin' out his lips put that 40 to his chin

Bro keep throwin' up his fool he still pop the brick again

I'm still tryna find my groove then just let a **** in

And if a **** act out we gon' put him in a bin

In the fuckin' trash In a body bag

My **** still slidin' with that stick all you **** mad

My **** still slidin' with that he get on your ass

I'm just tryna count a hundred bands all straight cats

All straight blues make it bad news

Brody pop out with that fuckin' card he call the loose clues

I'ma lose school I don't need you

Round round, try and catch a play I just caught two

Packs, touchdown, I'm sellin' bowls any weather, I'm out the way

Bustin' plays, I'm sellin' bowls In my sweater, I get nasty with a bitch

If I like her, I'ma get her bro get nasty with this stick

We can call him top hitter had to bring the juice to the booth

Just to slow me down had to roll another blunt

Yeah, my high been goin' down had to turn it up

Trap phone doin' double dutch I'm in a Rango with that 40

Yeah, I swear a **** buck, buck, buck, buck

Man, I swear a **** buck I'm in a Rango with that 40

Yeah, I swear a **** buck we goin' up

Rango with that 40 yeah, I swear a **** buck

Just to slow me down highs goin' down

I'm in a Rango with that 40 yeah, I swear a **** buck

Yeah, it's goin' up