Damn, BT
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Smokin' dope to ease my, yeah
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
You keep f*cking up the pack, the plug won't hit you back, I wonder why
I only check the tags so I can make sure it's my size
Flick that light and take a hit, another hit and now I'm fried
Hit the road so much I might go buy a crib right by I-75
I stay to myself, don't f*ck with niggas cause I don't like they vibe
Tell my team keep workin', boy don't rush it, nigga this shit take time
Divide them racks up, two dots and a line
Bad bitch, she know she fine
Ballin' hard, might take off in the lane, dunk from the free throw line
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
I got cheese, lettuce, bread my plate full just to let you know
Brody like to shoot, he act a fool, come off that pick and roll
Shoppin' in the mall, I'm buyin' clothes until they close
She brought a friend, I couldn't decide so I'm like, f*ck it, I want both
I think they only let me hit because they know that I'm a hustler
I just got a brand new customer
I remember nights when I looked back like I don't know how I did it
I can't stop now, keep it goin', I'm locked in, I got tunnel vision
Plug gave you a pack, all your dumbass did was run off with it
You ever had a bitch so thick, when she throw it, feel like you wrestling with it
Twin got percs and he just asked me do I want to have it with him
This shit crazy, boy my life a movie, whole time I ain't acting nigga
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
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Damn, BT
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Smokin' dope to ease my, yeah
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
You keep f*cking up the pack, the plug won't hit you back, I wonder why
I only check the tags so I can make sure it's my size
Flick that light and take a hit, another hit and now I'm fried
Hit the road so much I might go buy a crib right by I-75
I stay to myself, don't f*ck with niggas cause I don't like they vibe
Tell my team keep workin', boy don't rush it, nigga this shit take time
Divide them racks up, two dots and a line
Bad bitch, she know she fine
Ballin' hard, might take off in the lane, dunk from the free throw line
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
I got cheese, lettuce, bread my plate full just to let you know
Brody like to shoot, he act a fool, come off that pick and roll
Shoppin' in the mall, I'm buyin' clothes until they close
She brought a friend, I couldn't decide so I'm like, f*ck it, I want both
I think they only let me hit because they know that I'm a hustler
I just got a brand new customer
I remember nights when I looked back like I don't know how I did it
I can't stop now, keep it goin', I'm locked in, I got tunnel vision
Plug gave you a pack, all your dumbass did was run off with it
You ever had a bitch so thick, when she throw it, feel like you wrestling with it
Twin got percs and he just asked me do I want to have it with him
This shit crazy, boy my life a movie, whole time I ain't acting nigga
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
Yeah, yeah
Uh, uh
Smokin' dope to ease my, yeah
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
You keep f*cking up the pack, the plug won't hit you back, I wonder why
I only check the tags so I can make sure it's my size
Flick that light and take a hit, another hit and now I'm fried
Hit the road so much I might go buy a crib right by I-75
I stay to myself, don't f*ck with niggas cause I don't like they vibe
Tell my team keep workin', boy don't rush it, nigga this shit take time
Divide them racks up, two dots and a line
Bad bitch, she know she fine
Ballin' hard, might take off in the lane, dunk from the free throw line
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
I got cheese, lettuce, bread my plate full just to let you know
Brody like to shoot, he act a fool, come off that pick and roll
Shoppin' in the mall, I'm buyin' clothes until they close
She brought a friend, I couldn't decide so I'm like, f*ck it, I want both
I think they only let me hit because they know that I'm a hustler
I just got a brand new customer
I remember nights when I looked back like I don't know how I did it
I can't stop now, keep it goin', I'm locked in, I got tunnel vision
Plug gave you a pack, all your dumbass did was run off with it
You ever had a bitch so thick, when she throw it, feel like you wrestling with it
Twin got percs and he just asked me do I want to have it with him
This shit crazy, boy my life a movie, whole time I ain't acting nigga
Smokin' dope to ease my pain, sometimes it get too deep to hide
The last nigga ass got kicked right out the whip, cause he wasn't down to ride
Hell nah, I can't trust a soul that's why I'm riding with my fye
Put some pussy before my paper, hell nah, I ain't that type of guy
Writer: Franklin Porter
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