I woke up in the morning 10 textes from my bitches
An ashtray full of good weed I've been twisting
Limo tinted windows, you don't see me when I'm dipping
Hard head, I don't listen, not a print, when I ship then
I touch down in Vegas just to party for the evening
I got my own smoke, every rock go, I bring it
You hear them bullets singing late night, why they killing?
I'm filmed like the [?] yeah good that's how I'm feeling
I'm rolling with a snake full melt in the middle
I'm riding on rims same color as a pistol
I watch the white girl sniff the powder off the place
Just a year ago, I was in the A pumping weight
Taylor gang north smoke a pound of mint to the face
I like the gin room temperature without a chase
I'm flier than a mothf*cker, nah they ain't change me
How could they change me, that's how the world made me
[Hook:]
You must be crazy if you think this money change me
I still push work and make pretty girls pay me
I ride low key with my windows up blazing
Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting
And I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, paranoid from this power
I'm rolling up this chocolate tie cross with the sour
I can move 100 peas in less than an hour
I started off with powder, yeah I bet my pack's louder
This is for them cowards out there talking crazy
I tell them open up, here kiss a 3 80
And f*ck a rap check I've been balling for a minute
She dig her nails dip in my skin when I'm in it
She tells me don't finish and I tell her no kisses
I got a thing for strippers and light skin bitches
No more swishers, unbleached papers
I pull my bag out and get to stepping on haters
[Hook:]
You must be crazy if you think this money change me
I still push work and make pretty girls pay me
I ride low key with my windows up blazing
Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting
And I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window.
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I woke up in the morning 10 textes from my bitches
An ashtray full of good weed I've been twisting
Limo tinted windows, you don't see me when I'm dipping
Hard head, I don't listen, not a print, when I ship then
I touch down in Vegas just to party for the evening
I got my own smoke, every rock go, I bring it
You hear them bullets singing late night, why they killing?
I'm filmed like the [?] yeah good that's how I'm feeling
I'm rolling with a snake full melt in the middle
I'm riding on rims same color as a pistol
I watch the white girl sniff the powder off the place
Just a year ago, I was in the A pumping weight
Taylor gang north smoke a pound of mint to the face
I like the gin room temperature without a chase
I'm flier than a mothf*cker, nah they ain't change me
How could they change me, that's how the world made me
[Hook:]
You must be crazy if you think this money change me
I still push work and make pretty girls pay me
I ride low key with my windows up blazing
Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting
And I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, paranoid from this power
I'm rolling up this chocolate tie cross with the sour
I can move 100 peas in less than an hour
I started off with powder, yeah I bet my pack's louder
This is for them cowards out there talking crazy
I tell them open up, here kiss a 3 80
And f*ck a rap check I've been balling for a minute
She dig her nails dip in my skin when I'm in it
She tells me don't finish and I tell her no kisses
I got a thing for strippers and light skin bitches
No more swishers, unbleached papers
I pull my bag out and get to stepping on haters
[Hook:]
You must be crazy if you think this money change me
I still push work and make pretty girls pay me
I ride low key with my windows up blazing
Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting
And I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window.
An ashtray full of good weed I've been twisting
Limo tinted windows, you don't see me when I'm dipping
Hard head, I don't listen, not a print, when I ship then
I touch down in Vegas just to party for the evening
I got my own smoke, every rock go, I bring it
You hear them bullets singing late night, why they killing?
I'm filmed like the [?] yeah good that's how I'm feeling
I'm rolling with a snake full melt in the middle
I'm riding on rims same color as a pistol
I watch the white girl sniff the powder off the place
Just a year ago, I was in the A pumping weight
Taylor gang north smoke a pound of mint to the face
I like the gin room temperature without a chase
I'm flier than a mothf*cker, nah they ain't change me
How could they change me, that's how the world made me
[Hook:]
You must be crazy if you think this money change me
I still push work and make pretty girls pay me
I ride low key with my windows up blazing
Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting
And I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, paranoid from this power
I'm rolling up this chocolate tie cross with the sour
I can move 100 peas in less than an hour
I started off with powder, yeah I bet my pack's louder
This is for them cowards out there talking crazy
I tell them open up, here kiss a 3 80
And f*ck a rap check I've been balling for a minute
She dig her nails dip in my skin when I'm in it
She tells me don't finish and I tell her no kisses
I got a thing for strippers and light skin bitches
No more swishers, unbleached papers
I pull my bag out and get to stepping on haters
[Hook:]
You must be crazy if you think this money change me
I still push work and make pretty girls pay me
I ride low key with my windows up blazing
Lighting up this weed and I'm loving how it's tasting
And I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window,
I'm looking out the window, window, window.