[Hook]
TB, honest I know I swear I got it
No I ain't playing no more
And if you round me
Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brothers till
The day that I’m gone yeah
TB, honest I know I swear I got it
No I ain't playing no more
And if you round me
Then I got you my dawg cause we rolling with my brothers till
The day that I’m gone yeah

[Verse 1]
I be, seeing no competition
And what I’m making for a show will pay your sons tuition
Off a Xanax and a spliff, I’m seeing double vision
I swear I gone and fucked the beat and leave it with some children
I ain't got time for these fuck boys
Feeling like I’m cinco man I got no choice
If there’s weed up in the room you better roll it like a Royce
Get some earplugs boy cause all the weed I’m blowing making noise
Uh, pop a perc cause I’m stressed out
Helmut Lang how I dress now
I cut the green on my team’s side so I weeded out all the reptiles
I got it, I swear I got it
And I ain't nowhere near a rap god yet, I’m still a prophet
But give me couple years I’ll dead the scene, take the cream
On a bitches lips like Maybelline, I pull out then buss a nut
So if she say it’s mine, that’s make believe I don’t trust em
Never trust em, and its fuck the police cause I’m never cuffing