[Hook]
It's very few things that I love in my life
My money, my music and fuckin' the whole night
Good weed, bitches and guns
Good weed, bitches and guns
It’s very few things that I love in my life
My daughter Raquelle [?] that’s the love of my life
Good weed, bitches and guns
Good weed, bitches and guns

[Verse 1]
Top of the mornin’
Ain’t nothin’ better than wakin’ up to top in the mornin’
Nothin’ worse than a n***a pushin’ off ya top in the mornin’
Besides poppin’ upon awake and poppin’ off the top in the mornin’ [?]
I will mop at the floor with your rockin’ the four
Drivin’ across country, takin’ money that’s probably yours
Tryin’ to floss? Pfff! That ain’t a chain that’s a necklace
Drop ‘em squares in the road like Tetris, n***a
Rock tryin’ got to this dough – exit
I done robbed plenty n***as for dough – breadsticks
Click shells n***a, eggs bitch, serve you n***as breakfast
Shit ain’t all deep or [recplectic?], it’s death bitch, listen
Shots pouring, no a n***a ain’t sippin’ ‘em cool
With a four-five Colt, call me Chilly D Williams
N***a don’t take it there, I’m takin’ care of mine
Take this L and smoke it, or you gon’ take a L, here’s a light

[Hook]
It's very few things that I love in my life
My money, my music and fuckin' the whole night
Good weed, bitches and guns
Good weed, bitches and guns
It’s very few things that I love in my life
My daughter Raquelle [?] that’s the love of my life
Good weed, bitches and guns
Good weed, bitches and guns

[Verse 2]
Listen, I’m livin’ sack [?] my street slash trigger tradition
We different from even n***as we kin with, I need distance
Got no time nor the attention span to listen to ya bitch shit
Get ya grip n***a, or get a grip n***a
Get you a bitch and get a crib n***a
I make you a movie, get a grip n***a
Light the shit up, I stick to the script with it
It’s back to business, dip snitches and spit sickness
First of my kind to ever rap like this
If you could rap like this, ya don’t t act like this
Jesus pose for a hug somehow shorty grab my dick
Ain’t no accident if she acts [?] that’s just it
Hold up, pass my spliff!
That’s Rock L, like that’s my kid, see what I did there?
Greatest of all time, go ask my kid
And my n***a P ain't here to see it, I'm still mad like shiet

[Hook]
It's very few things that I love in my life
My money, my music and fuckin' the whole night
Good weed, bitches and guns
Good weed, bitches and guns
It’s very few things that I love in my life
My daughter Raquelle [?] that’s the love of my life
Good weed, bitches and guns
Good weed, bitches and guns