Wood Wheel

Smoke somethin', bitch

Smoke somethin'

I'm up early 'cause my **** don't sell dope after night time

Love choppin' blades, rollin' hooptie

Movin' dope through the pipeline

Pimp C, bitch, holla at yo' bitch

Now yo' bitch on my team

Got her buyin' us sticky green

Lace some with promethazine

Candy sweets, a candy bitch

You lookin' at a candy boy

I done came down Main and popped trunk

Hit the switch on my candy toy

We all young ghetto boys

That's why we act this way

Tryna see a million dollars

Hopin' these **** don't blast today

Pro smoke, pro choke

Anti-broke, conservative liberal

Left-wing slangin', right-wing hangin'

In criminal court, it's civil

In the middle of reality

Unsolved mysteries, riddle

Knockin' over fat cats

And gettin' my dogs some bits and kibbles

On note pads, I scribble

Write rippers that'll make you think

Snap so hard it'll break your synchronicity

Fuck it, take a drink

I fake it, blink and poof

We disappearin' into a shroud of dojer cloud composures

All-nighters like Folger's but, bitch, I tried to told ya

Rollin' Seville

Grippin' my steel

Might pop a pill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

Sedan DeVille

House on the hill

Countin' up my scrill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

****, how you feel?

I feel so thrill

Might pop me a pill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

House on the hill

Marijuana fields

Grippin' my steel

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

They tellin' me, bun don't go there

But, man, I just gots to bring it

These ****, they wanna hate on that Texas

But scared to sing it

They don't know what that star about

They don't know what that bar about

They don't know what that candy car about

Or smokin' that jaw about

All they know is what the fuck I tell 'em

Or what the fuck we sell 'em

Smokin' Swishers, wood grain

And leavin' stains on cerebellums

Rebel 'em, propel 'em, gel 'em

From PA to Deep Ellum

Tell 'em I told 'em, wrote 'em, fuck it, follow 'em

To Hell to Heaven

I just spent 60 G's

On a brand new Eldo-reeze

Black-on-black, drop top 'Lac

Northstar fifth wheel on back

Sometimes I feel like Lil' Ke

When my trunk steady hummin'

Had to leave my bitch

'Cause I fell in love with my chrome-plated woman

I love my wood wheel Grant

'84 Cadillacs that slant

Slowed-down Screw tapes that knock

Blowin' on Green private stock

Bitch, I don't eat hamhock

Try 20-ounce Angus beef

Hangin' with young **** that pack big triggas

And got bit-ass diamonds off in they teeth

Fifth wheel and grill

Candy Seville

Might pop a pill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

House on the hill

Still flexin' mills

Countin' up my scrill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

Comin' down so trill

****, how you feel?

Might pop a pill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

Grippin' my steel

****, I'm so real

Bitch, how you feel?

****, I'm workin' wood wheel

Smokin' on bionic, ubonic chronic, it's so ironic

Sippin' gin and tonic, supersonic like Johnny Mnemonic

We crash your party, piss on your parade

Sip syrup like it's lemonade

From Paris to the Palacades to the Promenade

Bomb and fade, closes the car, break worlds, it's plain as day

That's the game we came to play

It don't change, ain't a thang to say

It's going down in the H-Town

Young playa from the South 'bout to blaze a pound

Tryin' to find me a bopp with some good mouth

I know you freaky bitches know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Ain't got no time to play good

Lemme get a little throwed off some good skunk

Bitch, didn't you know who the fuck I was?

Off in the street, lookin' for the good stuff?

Bitch, I don't give a fuck 'bout yo' man, so

Bitch tryin' to fuck fast, I'ma fuck slow

How the fuck you're gonna out-fuck James, ho?

Like Teddy Pendergrass, you better let it go

Gettin' ready for head doctors, show shockers

Body rockers, late-night door knockers

Gotta break us off big pimpin', baby, we ho clockers

Bitch bosses, takin' no losses, best go ask Lil' Wee-wee

Been I-T, yo, we crack a danger ray about big Pee Wee

Baby brother, Sweet James Jones, Guerrilla pimpin' at its finest

Leavin' haters and ho-hustlers behind us, rewind us

Touched like Midas, these bitch-ass **** they study and bite us

Couldn't no recite us, come to our show

And bitch **** try to fight us

Ho **** scream and talk, trill **** bust and leave

How the fuck you're gonna go to war

When you bitch-ass **** ain't got no cheese?

Blowin' big kill

Million-dollars deals

****, I'm so trill

Bitch, I'm workin' wood wheel

Uhh

Puttin' down one time for the King, Lil' J

Smoke somethin', bitch