Targa

German two-seaters, outside the dealer smoking reefer Reading the blue prints plotting on a million Four empty vaults in the ceiling that hold a quarter a piece waiting for me When the mission complete, we stash and roll more weed We don't splurge, we converge Had to get more audio birds served without all them being disturbed Cause some people hate and it's not deserved It's just they lives bullshit so it's yours they concerned with Pull up in that, I pull up in this, I went home, switched, and did it again Just to make 'em sick, hoe that's what you get Slept on the livest nigga woke up at the bottom of the river Swimming with the fishes I'm at the La Meridian learning to play tennis on a racketball court Like no disrespect intended, what's the difference We just living, my flow different so my doughs bigger Rolls Royce doors swivel open like a pair of scissors She had her man with her but she don't remember Slid me the digits we could link up in a minute Say she from Memphis, down here for a week staying at the extended Swiping cards furnish the lil' homie crib got him couches and televisions She in love with a nigga so she stay going on missions Parachuting for the loot what I say she do I could coach 'em to show 'em or disown 'em and play like I don't know 'em Smoking her open, roaming her ocean California got it and I love 'em for it Provide me with that high I need to set my pen on fire when I write I put it down for the Jet Life like every time When I come through I do it and take yo' shine This is mine, truth is deeply rooted in my rhymes, you just lyin' Them cars you talk about you never seen and never drive Them cars I talk about I smoke weed in and eat cheese fries