Smokin' on a Zaza on a hot box, twin 6'4 tryna hop out the drop top
Ride around with the fire in my hand, bro next me with a hot Glock
Put the fire on the f*ck nigga ass, look at the way that he hot Scotch
Cook a nigga ass up, treat him like stew, put his ass in a crock pot
I banged a four little nigga, yous not mine
That bitch a freak, you was not lying , You washed up nigga, Matt Ryan
I can't f*ck with you if you not fine
Twin siked out, tryna get him a face tat, Ask last nigga where his face at
Give me your blunt, I'm tryna go face that
Zaza blunts in the air, I'm high as f*ck I can't even come back down
She see I'm up she tryna come back around
Can't go fa that , can't come back now
So much smoke in this box I get pulled over all 12 Gon see there's a cloud
The f*ck in this pack, this shit is loud
Ah, ah, what the f*ck is this
This shit hea punching
Blunt punch a nigga ass out like Bruce Lee
You cuffin that hoe, she a true freak
You got ya fye took boy you too sweet
Stomp a nigga out, he trippin', he thought its was 4 niggas boy
I got 2 feet