don't call me a hurricane

This that project blunt let's light up

How I get this high up

If I start just falling down

It will be some to admire

Behold the sun forever setting on the horizon not rising

Marcus Mariota way my soda give life

A lil heisman

I'm not a Judas

I just took one too many meds

I ain't mean to go stupid

I don't remember what I said

If they tryna get technical

Tell em call an electrician

What'a bag I got several

And they all consist of Pennys

La broke boy

Find me trappin all through shockoe bottom

Yo plug dryer than Nevada

Weather sunny Sally clouded

Hit that traffic gotta light it

Light another for my dawgs in the sky

Gotta shine, got the 9

If a motherfucker wanna try me

Keep it G, all I know muhfucker

What you know bout da hustle

You ain’t grown got no muscle

Boy you soft, need a chew

Whatchu on, imma do

What I want

Til I’m gone

I keep dropping til I drop uhh

I be slow riding

My windows down bumping Lil Ugly Mane

So much smoke spinning in the air look like a hurricane

I’m with the dawgs so it’s a good day

Don’t come and kill my vibe lil bitch cause 99 got good aim

Switching up lanes so much you finna get motion sick

Don’t need a persona I’m already cold as a bitch

Don’t got no time for a trick cause I’m a first round pick

You could go deep and check the stats and peep that I don’t miss