Laguna Seca

Yo uh yo uh

Runnin ru-

Runnin yuh uh yeah yeah

Running up a bag boy it's been a year

Dropping off counting up then I'm in the clear

Yeah married to the game and I can't forfeit

Get endorsements from those in my orbit

Waking up to trim the trees how I kill the beast

Yo, use my lifestyle to fill the beats

On the road cause they wanna scope units

On my phone they don't know how I do it

Yo I was in the cut where you came up truant

It's a language to this you gotta be fluent

Used to be a teacher now I be a student

Still a Master of my Arts and I need a Cuban

Man I been dope but I need improvement

The self-care been tough and I need a new chick

Yeah yeah yeah

Yo yo

We kept it ready ayo

We kept it ready get the fetti

Like the Locatellis

Yeah before I go home I'm smoking heavy

I wrote this rhyme by the Evergreen Cemetery

October 9th spooky times

It's legendary uh

They better tell the legend when I'm buried

Comparing me to other rappers necessarily

But that's a fallacy I'm living in reality

Caught up in this untouchable mentality

I'm so high I think I'm living in a fantasy

6LOCKS on my album six shot capacity

I got your girl on my line she stays gassin' me

Laguna Seca makin rounds while they passin' me

I scope exotics probably what you smoke is trash to me

Huh I hit this game with tenacity

I tell you why she threw the ass to me

Good smoke then I two stroke like Valvoline

What?

Ahh like Valvoline