Cartier Jacob - Alla Time Lyrics

I get high all the time
Out my mind I be fried
(I be fried)
Take my lightly you get popped
With the stick, don't even try it
(No,no,no don't try it)
Got two b*tches from New Orleans
Eat me up jambalaya
(Jambalaya)
Got two stuck in the truck
Shoot em' up it go fye
(Do-to-do fye)
Hit em' up with the fye
(Do-to-do fye)
Going up in the party
(Let go)
Jump from top rope, Jeff Hardy
My b*tch she bad, she is a Barbie
Come through the spot, rock out the party
(Rock out the party)
Got a white b*tch, she off the Molly
(She off the Molly)
Sh*t on you n*ggas I am not sorry
(No I am not sorry)
Pull up like skirt, this is a Audi
(Skrt, Skrt)
This is a Rari
This is a Bentley
(Skrt)
No that's not my b*tch, she is to friendly
(Friendly)
I count up them hundreds and count up them 50's
(Count up them fifty's)
Just copped a AK, it came with some titties
These n*ggas be gay, be snitching and b*tching
I'm rocking this bape, I'm rocking Givenchy
This sh*t everyday, I'm dripping and sipping
I'm missing my bae, I'm sucking her titties
(Sucking her titties)
I'm sucking her titties, she bouncing that ass
She doing nasty
I'm taking her down round for round
Nutting in her she making me daddy
Pull up black truck this is a Caddy
(Skrt, Skrt)
Roll up the wood this sh*t a fatty
Member them days flipping them patty's
Now I flip money I gotta stack it
I gotta stack it
I gotta get it
Ima keep winning
Balling like Pippen
It's Me v.s. Me I see no competition
I'm feeling like Hunxho, yea n*gga let's get it
They f*ck with my music I turn up the city
I'm a real deal G I don't need no pity
I'm real big dawg I been out the kennel
(Roof)
Uh she like when I play with her kitty
(Meow)
So I play with the motherf*ckin' kitty
(Meow)
And she know I'm the motherf*ckin' biggest
(Yah)
And I stand on that motherf*ckin' business
(Yah)
Trana run up a motherf*ckin' milli
(Yah)
Can't get knocked off my motherf*ckin' pivot
(Yah)
Swear to God yea she love when I hit it
(Yah)
I'm so high she like n*gga you tweaking
(N*gga you tweaking)
I love my b*tch she diva
She said you need to stop smoking that reefa
(Smoking the reefa)
You love that b*tch she a treesha
She a meat lover ain't talking no pizza
Ima keep toting that Nina
Bussing that clip now it's hot like a heater
We just gone kick it like fifa
Yea I get high and I don't got no reason
(No reason)
I get high all the time
Out my mind I be fried
(I be fried)
Take my lightly you get popped
With the stick, don't even try it
(No,no,no don't try it)
Got two b*tches from New Orleans
Eat me up jambalaya
(Jambalaya)
Got two sticks in the truck
Shoot em' up it go fye
Hit em' up with the fye
(Party)
(Top rope, Hardy)
(She is a Barbie)
(Rock out the party)
(Molly)
(I am not sorry)
(Skrt)