HOLY SHIT

Holy Shit

She cant roll a blunt

I told her fold it then you lick

Tryna hit the dance

Roll your shoulder

When u dip

Cold as the Dakotas

It get frozen as a brick

Holy shit

I am not shooter

But my BRODIE hit that swish

Told him quit playing

Homie You should go legit

Told him that its lucrative

And he should never quit

Theres nothing i could do for him

But help him do it quick

Paper trail on point

Can't be faking

I stay poised

I like make up sex

Cuz all that Stress Is making us

Behave like evolution

Never changes us

Its a celebration

She just came

And i turned into angel dust

What do the famous lust

If its all for entertainment

I cant make a fuss

A lot of yall maintaining

With cocaine and snuss

I got some day ones that i aim to trust

Fate has got a light that's heading straight for us

Holy shit

She cant roll a blunt

I told her fold it then u lick

Tryna hit the dance

Roll your shoulder

When u dip

Cold as the Dakotas

It get frozen as a brick

You could hear me harmonizing

On your Harmon Kardon

I just Dunk it like I'm Hardon

I be moving like I'm pardoned

When i am duly departed

Theyll be missing me

Like faces on a carton

Major key for what im parking

Pushing P to get it starting

Rest in peace to all my problems

Whats up

Round seventeen

I got it started

Making beats

They always thought i was nuts

Hold my drink

Bout to hit this dance

While I'm rolling off the pink

She aint say a word

But I know just what she think

I'm not a shrink

I just double down

After working out the kinks

Holy shit

She cant roll a blunt

I told her fold it then u lick

Tryna hit the dance

Roll your shoulder

When u dip

Cold as the Dakotas

It get frozen as a brick

Holy shit

I am not shooter

But my BRODIE hit that swish

Told him quit playing

Homie You should go legit

Told him that its lucrative

And he should never quit

Theres nothing i could do for him

But help him do it quick