I'ma stoner (yup)

SourPuff Girl got the roll up (yup)

bag got the bags of the turn up (yup)

loud nigga, pounds nigga, no glaucoma

I don't need a reason you could save it

my moms hate it too don't complain unless you payin'

you ain't put a dime on this dime you a dub

you ain't got the rhymes for these lines like I does, lines like I does

all my bitches bad, time out

all they pussy's wet, no drought

if you ain't givin' head, peace out

if you ain't all in you could fold, no doubt

I tell'em get up, get in, and get out

waste no time, lick your lips lick mine

all that talk you do, it don't count

I ain't not actor, I live my lines

full time femcee feel me? (facts)

from the backdrop to the laptop (Mac)

photo bomb with the Canon (snap)

mixtape on deck (got my own soundtrack)

and my own lil' team makin' moves on the board

yea, chasin' our dreams stay high neva bored

freestyle, write it down, then record

soon to be seen in stores

fly high to the sky then we soar..

I fuck with you, if you fuck with me

when you fuck with me, there's no fuckery

real nigga shyt we smoke that luxury(that luxury, bitch)

that oye, loud as fuck cause its potent

that shyt that'll have you chokin'

is he still alive his eyes ain't open?

I'ma stoner 3x

neva sober 3x

where's the roll up? 3x

wheres the roll up, hol up...