(You′re in the mix with mid-fucking-wxst)
He on the choppin' block, he don′t wanna get cut, yeah
My brothers still pourin', huh, fillin' up they cups, huh
I don′t sip no mud, yeah, I just roll one up, yeah
I just roll three blunts, yeah
Tryna go through ′em all at once, huh, oh, yeah
Shawty tryna feel all on my body like she TSA
Why the fuck would I beef with him? He fallin' off anyway, huh
I disappear after I drop, don′t got no ETA, huh
I could switch my swag up right now and put it on anyways, yeah
'Cause I throw fits for real
I just don′t likin' pics for real, huh
Talk my shit for real
Just look down at my wrist for real, yeah
No, I′m not even trying, bro
If she bad or fine as fuck I promise she gon' lie to you
And I could never fall off, bitch
'Cause my mom said, "I′m proud of you"
Told her that I′m locked in
But I promise that I'll make time for you, huh, oh, yeah
He on the choppin′ block, he don't wanna get cut, yeah
My brothers still pourin′, huh, fillin' up they cups, huh
I don′t sip no mud, yeah, I just roll one up, yeah
I just roll three blunts, yeah
Tryna go through 'em all at once, huh, oh, yeah
I'm tryna smoke like every fuckin′ strain they have
Yeah, every runt
I′m tryna post up in the street with gang
Bitch, I stay with my grunts
And these niggas, they love to copy swag
Know they been on the hunt
My shit, it gon' kick this bitch off right now
Bitch, like it′s a punt
Huh, niggas been spreadin' lies
But they all talk for real, ha, ha
Don′t talk bad influences, act like my mom for real
Yeah, yeah
Left him in those lines, look like he park for real
Damn, damn
I made his shawty faint, no Linkin Park for real
Oh, yeah, yeah
You don't know this brand
I might fuck around and burn down that store, yeah
Fly as a raven, bitch, this all black fit
Boy, you look like a crow, huh
I′m 'bout to steal his bitch, better not let her by me
Bro, yeah
Tryna conceal this switch, this shit gon' go
Go find him, oh-woah, huh, woah
He on the choppin′ block, he don′t wanna get cut, yeah
My brothers still pourin', huh, fillin′ up they cups, huh
I don't sip no mud, yeah, I just roll one up, yeah
I just roll three blunts, yeah
Tryna go through ′em all at once, huh, oh, yeah
I just roll three blunts, yeah
Tryna go through 'em all at once, huh, oh, yeah
I just roll three blunts, yeah
Tryna go through ′em all at once, huh, oh, yeah
I just roll three blunts, yeah
Tryna go through 'em all at once, huh, oh, yeah
