Aye T.J roll up another blunt bruh
Ya heard me?
iightt, lets do it
Mmmm
Mmmm
Yeahhh
I wanna thank y’all hoes
Thank y’all hoes
Yeah
I used to be a lova boy
That hoe brought me to a savage
Treat this hoe like I’m a savage
f** on ya hoe like a savage
Yea, she lovin these racks
She lovin these racks
I stay wit them racks
Smokin on that stupid pack
Loud pack can you smell that?
Kush pack yea I’m blowin that
Doin 200 I’m blowin that
Yea you ridin in that pluck pluck
I just pulled up in that tonka truck
Hop out that muthafukka fresh as f**
Big racks surely hangin out
Big 30 yea it’s hangin out
Wit tha gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out
Yea these b**hes they choose
These n***as hating give dey a** tha blues
n***a wanna play blues tha clues
Ya hoe wanna f** and you didn’t have a clue
I would hate to be you
You broke as f** and ya hoe know it too
And you lame as a foo ya whole gang look lame too
Damn, racks up stacking my money up
Condo n***a I’m flexin up
All these (?) I’m iceing up
I kno ya hoe yea she liking us
Yea you kno this that gang sh**
We don’t f** wit that lame sh**
And you is not the pyramid
I’m in tha block where you can’t go in
Yeah, you feeling that?
Smokin that gas can you (?) that
Loud pack yea it’s that loud pack
Smokin that (?) pack
In tha maybach yeah we kick back
Hoes they just wanna s** that
I know that they love that
Kush pack yea I’m blowin that
Doin 200 yea I’m blown that
Yea you riding in that pluck pluck
I just pulled up in that tonka truck
Hop out that muthafukka fresh as f**
Big racks surely hangin out
Big 30 yeah it’s hanging out
Wit tha gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out
Yea these b**hes they choose
These n***as hatin give they a** tha blues
n***a wanna play blues tha clues
Ya ho wanna f** and you didn’t have a clue
Mmmm, damn, mmmm, damn, mmmm
Too bad, well, you sad, yeah, you mad
I’m not, too bad
Everywhere I go you hatin on me
Yeah, I heard that you hatin on me
Yeah, I heard that you plotting on me
Yeah, s**a, luh lame n***a
Yeah, you mad
Ya ho wanna f** and you ain’t gang n***a
Huh? Naw this is not a pluck pluck
Naw this is not a (?) yeah this is a cat
Naw, this not a scat pack
Yeah yeah I walk around with tha big racks
They say I don’t know how to act
Well I got them racks
Kush pack yea I’m blowin that
Doin 200 I’m blowin that
Yea you ridin in that pluck pluck
I just pulled up in that tonka truck
Hop out that muthafukka fresh as f**
Big racks surely hangin out
Big 30 yea it’s hangin out
30 gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out
Yeah these b**hes they choose
These n***as hating give dey a** tha blues
n***a wanna play blues tha clues
Ya hoe wanna f** and you didn’t have a clue
Mmm, well, that’s the end of that story
And that’s a wrap