Lookin' in the motherf*ckin' rear view
Homie you ain't scary, I don't fear you
$wisher Undertaker, Ima bury you
Stop tellin' all these lies, That ain't the real you
I smoke the leaf until I nod off
Freaky bitches take your tops off
White boy drippin' I got hot-sauce
And I'm livin' like a rockstar
Bitches tryna pop off
And they gettin' knocked off
I'm wavy just like the pacific ocean
Strippers in the back of my limos, I'm motorboatin'
Feel like a wizard smokin' potent dope, I call this shit the potion
I'm finna blow just like a claymore but you get the notion
Now tell me what you think about this white rap shit
I'm straight from Alabama but this ain't no white trash shit
Bad bitches all around me lookin' fine as shit
It's so hard to pick which one go get hit, yeah
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
I remember sneakin' out the back to get it in
Mama on my ass all the time, I'm ignorant
She want me to do better and repent for all my sins
I'm gettin' high with friends
Ain't got time for shit
Bitches on my dick tryna go half on a jit
Can't see what I'm typin' so I don't know what I sent
Smokin' good gas all the time, Shoutout to Quint
Bitch your friend stink man she need to take a hint
Backseat smokin' like we ain't got no sense
Money all around me so I'm bout my Benjamin's
Shoutout to my brothers, I don't even need no friends
Gucci on my shoes, I'm walkin' on some Talibans
They been sleepin' on me like a bed
Countin' all these dead presidents I'm feelin' like the man
Bitches come to see me from Japan
Cocaine 80's feelin' like Dapper Dan, Damn
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
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Lookin' in the motherf*ckin' rear view
Homie you ain't scary, I don't fear you
$wisher Undertaker, Ima bury you
Stop tellin' all these lies, That ain't the real you
I smoke the leaf until I nod off
Freaky bitches take your tops off
White boy drippin' I got hot-sauce
And I'm livin' like a rockstar
Bitches tryna pop off
And they gettin' knocked off
I'm wavy just like the pacific ocean
Strippers in the back of my limos, I'm motorboatin'
Feel like a wizard smokin' potent dope, I call this shit the potion
I'm finna blow just like a claymore but you get the notion
Now tell me what you think about this white rap shit
I'm straight from Alabama but this ain't no white trash shit
Bad bitches all around me lookin' fine as shit
It's so hard to pick which one go get hit, yeah
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
I remember sneakin' out the back to get it in
Mama on my ass all the time, I'm ignorant
She want me to do better and repent for all my sins
I'm gettin' high with friends
Ain't got time for shit
Bitches on my dick tryna go half on a jit
Can't see what I'm typin' so I don't know what I sent
Smokin' good gas all the time, Shoutout to Quint
Bitch your friend stink man she need to take a hint
Backseat smokin' like we ain't got no sense
Money all around me so I'm bout my Benjamin's
Shoutout to my brothers, I don't even need no friends
Gucci on my shoes, I'm walkin' on some Talibans
They been sleepin' on me like a bed
Countin' all these dead presidents I'm feelin' like the man
Bitches come to see me from Japan
Cocaine 80's feelin' like Dapper Dan, Damn
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Homie you ain't scary, I don't fear you
$wisher Undertaker, Ima bury you
Stop tellin' all these lies, That ain't the real you
I smoke the leaf until I nod off
Freaky bitches take your tops off
White boy drippin' I got hot-sauce
And I'm livin' like a rockstar
Bitches tryna pop off
And they gettin' knocked off
I'm wavy just like the pacific ocean
Strippers in the back of my limos, I'm motorboatin'
Feel like a wizard smokin' potent dope, I call this shit the potion
I'm finna blow just like a claymore but you get the notion
Now tell me what you think about this white rap shit
I'm straight from Alabama but this ain't no white trash shit
Bad bitches all around me lookin' fine as shit
It's so hard to pick which one go get hit, yeah
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
I remember sneakin' out the back to get it in
Mama on my ass all the time, I'm ignorant
She want me to do better and repent for all my sins
I'm gettin' high with friends
Ain't got time for shit
Bitches on my dick tryna go half on a jit
Can't see what I'm typin' so I don't know what I sent
Smokin' good gas all the time, Shoutout to Quint
Bitch your friend stink man she need to take a hint
Backseat smokin' like we ain't got no sense
Money all around me so I'm bout my Benjamin's
Shoutout to my brothers, I don't even need no friends
Gucci on my shoes, I'm walkin' on some Talibans
They been sleepin' on me like a bed
Countin' all these dead presidents I'm feelin' like the man
Bitches come to see me from Japan
Cocaine 80's feelin' like Dapper Dan, Damn
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Sliding through
God, I'm through
Take him out back
2 shots to the head, Ain't no way he relaxed
10 molly's, 8 perky's, I'm tryna relapse
I'm smokin' this dope until my lungs collapse
Writer: Jacob Dobbs
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