Blunt's in the air, too much smoke might black out

Put the fuckin' Glock away, I had to pull it back out

Re up on the green, then I sent another track out

Bitch, get from me, I already blew your back out

Tryna stay composed , but all I wanna do is lash out

Ash, all on my clothes, the gas punchin' like Pacquiao

She was Tryna get close, she walk around with her ass out

Dope smoke in my lungs, I won't tap out

Tryna stack up all my funds went the cash route

In love with the drugs and the trap sound

Fill em' up with the slugs, they get smacked down

Can't be scared like a bitch, I cant back down

Roll it up, inhale for the feelin

Bad bitch skin pale, so appealin

You a bitch aint no motherfuckin' villain

I'm high, so high to the ceilin

Huh, yeah, I'm clueless

I ain't even gotta say nothin', I know the shoe fits

I'm stickin' to the bottom like gum, I'm here like glue, bitch

What you wanna do, bitch, get violent on my Stu shit

Smoke on woods, I smoke on wraps

Smoke on slims, I smoke on fats

Word to bird, I'll give you 30

I absorb the flow like Kirby

I know I was made for it, I'm winning this race forrest I'm ready I prayed for it, just give me the day, Lord

I'll get up on the stage touring ,

Im paving my way forward

Just show em your way lord and make em all pray for it

What it do now, how I move now

Where the hoes at, where the shows at

I gotta go, mad and get my flow back

I do this shit with no effort, and I don't know man

I smoke till I pass out

Bitches body' on me and her ass out

I do what I want, I'm the cash cow

I'ma smoke till I green and I pass out