QWOP

Yuh, ay, la-la-la, la, la, la Ay Damn, I got weed for the low Got me a quarter pound, went through security All of my homies love me, they securin' me Everyday another day to be weird with me Damn I got tree I could smoke Copped me some den- fuck it (Ay, ay) Damn, I got weed for the low Got me a quarter pound, went through security All of my homies love me, they securin' me Everyday another day to be weird with me Damn, I got tree I could smoke Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style I been back when I was gone for a while Gettin' high when I feel down Holy shit I got some money Guess I'm blessin' up the plug Weed became my only drug Been to hell a couple times One would I think I had enough If I'm never gonna learn again, but if I burn again I'm gonna turn a couple heads Make a little bread, get a little head Fuck it, I don't give a fuck when I got love and care around me All the demons doubt me If you really 'bout me, then you really 'bout me I got my people 'round me and they all around me Tell me, how we sounding? Turn up the stereo, smoke some weed and get hysterical Damnit, why is it so rare to vote? I really hate the globe Well fuck it, don't overdose Damn, I got weed for the low Got me a quarter pound, went through security All of my homies love me, they securin' me Everyday another day to be weird with me Damn, I got tree I could smoke Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style I been back when I was gone for a while Gettin' high when I feel down Bitch I ain't breaking down for nothing You can choke on this whole thang, here my whole gang With some new chains, and a few thangs On 'em, now they finally start to look like rappers On a one way call, I got some local trappers 'Cause the money stack was never tall enough Eating Dominos a couple months ago And now I cannot touch unless the plating tough What they debating? Nothing Highly hating on us Niggas ain't backing it's all front I'm all over maps and that's on moms I could never move home, but it's all love (facts) When they want it done right, who they call up? Ooo, he went from the benches to ballin' Double, triple, I threw a whole lot in Just to live like this, get like this get like me Damn, I got weed for the low Got me a quarter pound, went through security All of my homies love me, they securin' me Everyday another day to be weird with me Damn, I got tree I could smoke Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style I been back when I was gone for a while Gettin' high when I feel down Phone ringin' like a bitch I don't pick up on that shit I'm on my business, I'm flippin' through numbers again Who is this nigga that's trippin' on everything? You don't want anything off of the rip Your daughter been on me, and she super soakin' And she grab the camera like she Kevin Smith Suckin' my dick, like I'm back on my shit I'm still tippin' on fo' fo's Pull up in a black truck if you act up like Bitch I'm not Mike Jones Stop callin' my phone, line's been tapped up Maybe I get a bit out of hand Handle my business anyway that I can Like I'm 'posed to now, too vocal now For a chance to get another advance for the poster child Damn, I got weed for the low Got me a quarter pound, went through security All of my homies love me, they securin' me Everyday another day to be weird with me Damn, I got tree I could smoke Copped me some denim, I wanted people to go copy my style I been back when I was gone for a while Gettin' high when I feel down