Freak Streak

Bringing the moonlight

I’m bringing up shine

I’m bringing up change

Yeah

I’m bringing the moonlight

I’m bringing up shine

Bluez

Kitchen light turned on and I do the whipping

Make it spicy, cheddar nicely

Motivated highly

Highly lifted, lifted like portside crane

My speed can’t be measured, no wind gauge

Light up my reefer and left smoke in the air

No need for ozium, indica better nutrition

Mixodine selection for better digestion

Moving like a rator, checks be coming

And we change the motion

She fucking with my movement

And want to stay by my pavemen

I’m standing on my pivot, life is what you make it

So I keep on pushing, pushing p push patak

Invested in market

Commas commas, ain’t bracket

What color is you lean?

Pink or violet

Run on me, chopper spray

Blood on your shirt, red velvet

You can’t eat your cake and have it

If you can then bet

I don’t have no time for pussy ****

So he wept

Wipe your tear off, do that with your shirt

I’m top tier on, so you better show respect

Live on the matrix a better aspect

Bomb ass kush, like war front

Call it jarhead

Two puff from my weed and she started giving head

Mary Jane, imperial crown still on your head

Want some jewelry, bring some random let me check

Let’s talk about the lifestyle, it’s different element

Titanium round my neck and Loui on my shirt

Stop acting silly bitch, go under duvet

Bottom line, I think deep and I won’t tell you shit

But if you want your problem solve you can reach for me

She banging on my line, I’m like her therapy

I just deal with two bitch, two waiting for me

I don’t fuck with that gal, and she be sending streaks

There is a house party, hosted for the freaks

Pull up to my crib, there be hella load of weed

Cheech and Chong, me and my bro looking stoned for real

Puffing with my hood on, call me assassin creed

In love with my fragrance, the luxury creed

I’m sweeter than ever, call me bumblebee

Strictly than ever, I’m with the double T

Early morning on tea, I don’t need no coffee

Haze beautiful like Kingstone

Ain’t talking bout kofi

Need me a price Mrs Kelly, Ghetto gospel dearly

Talk to you like a preacher, getting my checkmark

Early

Don’t think you playa, you know that

Blue, ain’t losing

Mastermind of the game, call me Iepe rubingh

One round cool, but second round deadly

Get off from my dick, you looking like Ebola

When you get a greener herb then they all holla

Don’t tell me you love me, just hold that there

Slowburn loves me more

I hate being sober dear

Smoking weed everyday, it’s the deep slogan

I give this **** virus, I’m like the Trojan gang