Good Afternoon

Put the loud in the blunt spark it up take it straight the face Bottle of Henny straight up don't even need a chase Gettin that boy hit up we ain't leaving a trace Rocking all black fit like im going thru a phase But this ain't a phase Nigga I really be living this shit Just got paid Nigga finna go and cop me some ricks Why you always tryna hate nigga go and hop off my dick Say it with your chest Nigga we ain't into talking slick Spend all this money in weekend cause I can get it back quick Weight of the world on my shoulders I'll be ok soon as that lighter flick Lit the j on earth somehow ended up on the fucking moon Feel like La flame I'm the highest Nigga in the room All is see is fake Niggas round me must be off the shrooms Just took an eight of shrooms that's how I know these Niggas ain't real Ain't no point in hiding nigga tell me how you feel All about this money Nigga come on let's make a deal Don't worry bout my teams artillery just know I keep one concealed That bitch was acting funny we had to cut her off That nigga tried to take from me we had to go run him off These Niggas act hard but they impotent they really soft She a ghetto hood girl so I fucked her in an uptown loft Yeah she from Houston but she spend all her time up in Atlanta All this ice makes me sick need some cough syrup with the fucking Fanta Fuck bitches get money that's the motto that's my fucking mantra Me and my niggas rolling deep pull up in the hotboxed lamb truck Lit the j on earth somehow ended on the moon Feel like La flame I'm the highest Nigga in the room All is see is fake Niggas round me must be off the shrooms You keep worrying bout me imma keep oj counting up these blues Lit the j on earth somehow ended on the moon Feel like La flame I'm the highest Nigga in the room All is see is fake Niggas round me must be off the shrooms