[Chorus]
Big ol' bag of kush on me, that's what I smoke on
Li'l fine bitch on crib that's what I poke on
I pull out my cellphone, record it like a go pro
Sledgren on the beat, you can't get one you got no dough
N***as see me out winning now they getting fomo
Bitches these days fucking n***as just for promo
N***as these days spending too much on the pussy
Try to come around ain't no grimey ass n***a please don't push me

[Verse]
I was in a lab but kept some n***as in the bushes
I was in high school my moms ain't want me in the trenches
I wanted to rap my dad told me "go to college"
I told him I was gon' get a million then I got it
Couple of lighters some packs of papers in my pocket
I don't show up unless I make a little profit
Lame ass n***as be throwing parties, I don't pop in
Pull up on her in something old, tell her "hop in"
I'm 'bout to trade the Benz in and go get a Rolls Royce
She live with you but cuming with me, she ain't got no choice
Dick in her mouth, she slurping me up until she got no voice
Hit the kush, she got moist

[Chorus]
Big ol' bag of kush on me, that's what I smoke on
Li'l fine bitch on crib that's what I poke on
I pull out my cellphone, record it like a go pro
Sledgren on the beat, you can't get one you got no dough
N***as see me out winning now they getting fomo
Bitches these days fucking n***as just for promo
N***as these days spending too much on the pussy
Try to come around ain't no grimey ass n***a please don't push me