Tings

YSL, Fendi, and Louie V tings (Damn, JakeSand) Ayy, I got some exotic, it's just flavor when I smoke How the fuck you getting high with four heads on the four? I'ma pour up in this Fanta then let her drive the boat I'm on Seven Mile now, but I'm smoking west coast I was high off a eight, I couldn't taste it no more I can drop back to back 'cause my pockets really swole Jaw locked for twenty minutes, I'm so high I ain't notice I don't really give a fuck, I'll buy it if I want it Uh, I'll buy it if I Balling like I'm in the league, when the fuck I get a bonus? Got my last season clothes, I might give 'em to the homeless Chef bringing out my steak, I don't even think I want it Boy, your bitch came to me, why the fuck you think I want her? Think my heart turned purple from this lean I be pouring Once I make a million dollars, I'ma act like I don't know you We got heavy pole sticks, and you know that they will hurt you High as hell off the Pie, yeah, I'm talking 'bout the Turtle Spent six K at Neiman's, I ain't do this shit on purpose She been wanting me to fuck, I'm asking her, "Is it worth it?" Five hundred for my scarf, I just wear it like a turban Two grams in the wood, for a hour it was burning My niggas out in L.A., they got bitches that gon' work it .762's pointed, but they leave big circles Spent a thousand on my shoes, I don't even think they worth it You know your nigga lame, you should come and hang with me You can bring your friends too, tell 'em everything on me She like, "It's six in the morning, nigga, why you pouring lean?" Once I'm done with this cup, then I'm putting you to sleep She like YSL, Fendi, and Louie V tings