Untitled Song

It's all butter blue bonnet

Kicking back relaxing smoking on that chronic

Let me hit the blunt cuz u know im on it

Got me higher than commet

On there tails like sonic

Ya u know I want it

 

I want it so bad I'd be the first to get it

Im on my shit u kno im wit it

First place in the race

Never looking behind

On the paper chase

Repin that Stockton 209

Always first never second or worse

Killing bitches off got em leaving in a Hearst

Listen up this only the first verse

Im fast like lightning

Im a charger fan got them bolts shining

Yellow white and powder blue

Best jerseys in sports history everyone knows it's true

Got a throwback lance Alworth on

Ima get my all about work on

Doin that with no shirt on

I want it ti im gone

 

 

Fucking what u want it's all about me

Open up ur eyes idgaf bout u Cant u see

Im back to the blunt smoking trees

Chiefin on a fatty that Kills green

Than I roll up the purps and spark it

Addicted to marijuana I should of never started

But it's too late I already did

Been smoking on that chronic since I was a kid

Getting high and popping off like a lid

Im spoiled anything I wanted I always got

Weather it was money or a bitch to suck my cock

Listen to the words of my song bitch

U know I get to the cash quick

Don't stop don't quit

Balls to the wall cuz u know that I want it

Money weed and fast whips u know that I want it

Fine honeys cribs and a good life for my kids u know I want it