Mom said I'm a Marijuan-o
Should be Marijuan-a bitches give me lala
I get guap and guala
We at yo head like frreh-frreh
We at yo head like duck duck goose
She give me the ick, now I'm 'bout to throw up
Me and crew just blew a band, yeah, that was so us
We got drums like a band, yeah, come show up
Two hoes on my phone, and they hit my line
And they did it with my bae now she think I'm lying
I go through it all the time, and I end up fine
She wan' do it all the time, I'm like "Gimme time"
I don't really like the taste, but I'm sipping wine
But its cool, yeah, it's something I can get behind
Sip the dark red
And then I hit the Mary-Jane again
I don't want you girl I want your friend
Let 'em know that we zero to the end oh yea-yeah
Let 'em know its us we at the bank oh yea-yeah
You talking crazy pulling rank oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yea-yea-yeah
(Oomf)
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yea-yea-yeah
(Oomf)
I got two phones for my brand new two hoes
Bae don't get to close I might hurt ya heart hoe
I been feeling sad finna drown in my sorrow
But yes I'm gonna ball out like no tomorrow
She gone call
She gone call my phone asking Where the f*ck you at?
And bitch I'm gonna hang up 'Cause I don't got to tell you that
And bitch you got to chill put yo feelings in the back
Got my brothers in the back
Got the yoppa it go blatt
I be chillin with my slimes but I'm never saying slatt
I got two fingers on this bitch just like a tech deck
She be fiending for me like she off that motherf*cking crack
Got a bracelet look like crack rock
I could stop feeling sad now
Feeling like the man now but I could still go crash out
Yo pockets small like nano
Yo back account like nano
My pockets fat like fanum
I'm rapping hella random
Two hoes on my phone, and they hit my line
And they did it with my bae now she think I'm lying
I go through it all the time, and I end up fine
She wan' do it all the time, I'm like "Gimme time"
I don't really like the taste, but I'm sipping wine
But its cool, yeah, it's something I can get behind
Sip the dark red
And then I hit the Mary-Jane again
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Mom said I'm a Marijuan-o
Should be Marijuan-a bitches give me lala
I get guap and guala
We at yo head like frreh-frreh
We at yo head like duck duck goose
She give me the ick, now I'm 'bout to throw up
Me and crew just blew a band, yeah, that was so us
We got drums like a band, yeah, come show up
Two hoes on my phone, and they hit my line
And they did it with my bae now she think I'm lying
I go through it all the time, and I end up fine
She wan' do it all the time, I'm like "Gimme time"
I don't really like the taste, but I'm sipping wine
But its cool, yeah, it's something I can get behind
Sip the dark red
And then I hit the Mary-Jane again
I don't want you girl I want your friend
Let 'em know that we zero to the end oh yea-yeah
Let 'em know its us we at the bank oh yea-yeah
You talking crazy pulling rank oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yea-yea-yeah
(Oomf)
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yea-yea-yeah
(Oomf)
I got two phones for my brand new two hoes
Bae don't get to close I might hurt ya heart hoe
I been feeling sad finna drown in my sorrow
But yes I'm gonna ball out like no tomorrow
She gone call
She gone call my phone asking Where the f*ck you at?
And bitch I'm gonna hang up 'Cause I don't got to tell you that
And bitch you got to chill put yo feelings in the back
Got my brothers in the back
Got the yoppa it go blatt
I be chillin with my slimes but I'm never saying slatt
I got two fingers on this bitch just like a tech deck
She be fiending for me like she off that motherf*cking crack
Got a bracelet look like crack rock
I could stop feeling sad now
Feeling like the man now but I could still go crash out
Yo pockets small like nano
Yo back account like nano
My pockets fat like fanum
I'm rapping hella random
Two hoes on my phone, and they hit my line
And they did it with my bae now she think I'm lying
I go through it all the time, and I end up fine
She wan' do it all the time, I'm like "Gimme time"
I don't really like the taste, but I'm sipping wine
But its cool, yeah, it's something I can get behind
Sip the dark red
And then I hit the Mary-Jane again
Should be Marijuan-a bitches give me lala
I get guap and guala
We at yo head like frreh-frreh
We at yo head like duck duck goose
She give me the ick, now I'm 'bout to throw up
Me and crew just blew a band, yeah, that was so us
We got drums like a band, yeah, come show up
Two hoes on my phone, and they hit my line
And they did it with my bae now she think I'm lying
I go through it all the time, and I end up fine
She wan' do it all the time, I'm like "Gimme time"
I don't really like the taste, but I'm sipping wine
But its cool, yeah, it's something I can get behind
Sip the dark red
And then I hit the Mary-Jane again
I don't want you girl I want your friend
Let 'em know that we zero to the end oh yea-yeah
Let 'em know its us we at the bank oh yea-yeah
You talking crazy pulling rank oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yea-yea-yeah
(Oomf)
Oh yea-yeah
Oh yea-yea-yea-yeah
(Oomf)
I got two phones for my brand new two hoes
Bae don't get to close I might hurt ya heart hoe
I been feeling sad finna drown in my sorrow
But yes I'm gonna ball out like no tomorrow
She gone call
She gone call my phone asking Where the f*ck you at?
And bitch I'm gonna hang up 'Cause I don't got to tell you that
And bitch you got to chill put yo feelings in the back
Got my brothers in the back
Got the yoppa it go blatt
I be chillin with my slimes but I'm never saying slatt
I got two fingers on this bitch just like a tech deck
She be fiending for me like she off that motherf*cking crack
Got a bracelet look like crack rock
I could stop feeling sad now
Feeling like the man now but I could still go crash out
Yo pockets small like nano
Yo back account like nano
My pockets fat like fanum
I'm rapping hella random
Two hoes on my phone, and they hit my line
And they did it with my bae now she think I'm lying
I go through it all the time, and I end up fine
She wan' do it all the time, I'm like "Gimme time"
I don't really like the taste, but I'm sipping wine
But its cool, yeah, it's something I can get behind
Sip the dark red
And then I hit the Mary-Jane again
Writer: Gwen Campbell
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