July 16th

Deucez Deucez Wyled Wyled Chaa (Corey Gambino, ho) Backwood roll up the weed Bitch I got what you need It's July 16th Fireworks when you sleep I got the best gas around This shit loud yes indeed If you tryn' grab a pound Know the shit ain't cheap Backwood roll up the weed Bitch I got what you need It's July 16th Fireworks when you sleep I got the best gas around This shit loud yes indeed If you tryn' grab a pound Know the shit ain't cheap I don't care how you smoke it but roll it up If my eyes open then I done sobered up We done rolled up all of my most potent stuff I be still on papers but still the pole is tucked Russian Cream And Blue Dream High as Hakeem on a Rocket I scheme Fuck wit yo vibe if you fuck wit the green When I do features won't charge you a thing The margin of error ain't larger wit me Niggaz ain't the plug he a charger to me I'm taxing ot niggaz large wit the fee Punch a OG nigga hard in his teeth For starting wit me I'm just tryna get litty Not my fault that his lil young bitch wanna Snapchat her kitty I'm sendin my shot on her titty She don't hand him the box To me she say gimme She all on my jimmy Tryna crackcorn inside my Toyota Toy wit her pussy see if it got a odor Yo hoe extra friendly Baby roll up my blunts Treat this shit like a Bentley I rap how I want Critics won't say shit to me She kept tryna get a eighth for 20 Bet that lil bitch still eatin at Wendy's Keep a shorty 'round rollin like Timmy She higher then Towlie My weed is so pretty Backwood roll up the weed Bitch I got what you need It's July 16th Fireworks when you sleep I got the best gas around This shit loud yes indeed If you tryn' grab a pound Know the shit ain't cheap Backwood roll up the weed Bitch I got what you need It's July 16th Fireworks when you sleep I got the best gas around This shit loud yes indeed If you tryn grab a pound Know the shit ain't cheap Back to back Backwoods 'til we dead Yeah you heard what I said Gelato smoke all in my dreads She kept on textin I left her on read I'm tryna roll up We all some grownups I call you back when I wanna Right now I just want that aroma Blow it by myself I'm a loner Gambino don't smoke yea he kno I'm A Stoner I get high like school diploma Coughing crazy bruh no corona They doin other shit I don't condone it I grabbed a carton I'm loaded No I do not do no store runs Eighth in a Backwood home run Swingin' my bat at ya bitch Yeah she see that bul go up When I do it girl I go nuts All my regulars get a quarterly bonus Y'all niggaz bogus Breakin nuggets up in the backwood til it's bulging Nigga I'm focused Car smoky like I'm doin donuts I told you it's potent You could smell it 'fore I even rolled it I do it big like 3 liter soda Heater on me for them creepin phonies They sleeping on me Always beefin on me You know my haters say that I ain't hot They ice grill cuz I be the coldest Hit after hit 'til it got me here Now I'm poppin now you ain't even know it Still in the trap Still in yo hood Still got that pack Roll some weed up homie Backwood roll up the weed Bitch I got what you need It's July 16th Fireworks when you sleep I got the best gas around This shit loud yes indeed If you tryn' grab a pound Know the shit ain't cheap Backwood roll up the weed Bitch I got what you need It's July 16th Fireworks when you sleep I got the best gas around This shit loud yes indeed If you tryn' grab a pound Know the shit ain't cheap No the shit ain't cheap Bitch I got what you need Backwood roll up the weed Like it's July 16th