A pothead smokin' bookie, smokin' opps

A pothead smokin' bookie, smokin' opps

A pothead smokin' bookie, smokin' opps

Sittin' by my phone, waitin' on the drop

It's still fuck my ex-bitch and the cops (Fuck the cops)

Big yop, it'll make ya shoulder lock, goddamn

I'm ridin' 'round with ten bitches in a Sprinter van

You know me, it's lil' Rucci, I'ma get it in

I spin a **** block like ceiling fan

If I get dizzy, fuck that, spin again

And my name hold weight like a heavyweight

And my dog upstate for some heavy weight

I'm the type to shoot a **** then go meditate

I been takin' **** bitches since the second grade

A pothead smokin' bookie, smokin' opps

Sittin' by my phone, waitin' on the drop

It's still fuck my ex-bitch and the cops (Fuck the bitch)

Big yop, it'll make ya shoulder lock, goddamn

Fuck it up, fuck it up for the one time

How you **** nine deep with one nine?

Sundown or sunshine, I'm just tryna see my son shine

Bust back, duck down, 'cause I bust mine

Who dat drop out hoppin' out that Benz (Rucc' dog)

Lamb chop wit' a bitch and her friend (Rucc' dog)

If you wanna holla at me give me ten (Rucc' dog)

You know my name, I ain't gon' say that shit again, aye

A pothead smokin' bookie, smokin' opps

Sittin' by my phone, waitin' on the drop

It's still fuck my ex-bitch and the cops (Fuck the bitch)

Big yop, it'll make ya shoulder lock, goddamn

A pothead smokin' bookie, smokin' opps

Sittin' by my phone, waitin' on the drop

It's still fuck my ex-bitch and the cops (Fuck the cops)

Big yop, it'll make ya shoulder lock, goddamn

Bitch

Wassup?

Bitch, I just spent two thousand for a BBL

Huh?

Went to Mexico on some cheap shit, bitch

Rucci got me fucked up

Bitch, what?

He's not answering his phone, nothin', bitch

I need a ride home

Okay, so clearly this **** really not a trick 'cause he don't got it like that

He ain't no fuckin' trick, I didn't want to fuck him

Oh okay, I don't think you should do it

It's already done