Eighth!
(Intro)
Roll up another one Jay
Come get this shit
(Verse)
Roll 'em up in my blunt
Not a switch bitch
Thot on my dick askin' for bread like it's Christmas
Glocks in session all these thots imma dismiss
Roll a eight now I'm seein' hella shit man
I just woke up to a band on my back
Sayin' green if you touch me imma see red
Pourin' lean in my double cup might leave me dead
I can't fuck with no stupid hoe
All these bitches act
I can't fuck with no fake boy
Claimin' he my friend
Bitch, I'm still with my day ones
Ridin' till the end
Put a switch up on a Glock like P. Beverley it defend
There a gun in my pocket but I don't likе to pretend
Oh shit, I might bend in a Bеnz ho'
I just like gettin' to the cash fuck a tran ho'
Stop dick ridin' thats what I recommend ho'
You ain't gettin' shit, what you think imma send ho'?
Bitch, on top like a red light
I ain't tryna fuck, you gon' still give me head, right?
Shoot him through the dark 'cause my choppa got headlights
Itch his whole body, like a white boy with head lice
(Ew, bop bop b-bop)
Look like Frieza when you look inside my double cup of wock
Big beamer filled with 100's, but I ain't gon' drop the top
Yo' bitch tryna find the flash, no but, jesus, she's a thot
Yo' bitch tryna get some cash outta me but she is not
Yo' bitch don't believe in God so in hell she gon' rot (Damn)
Roll up another one Jay
Come get this shit
(Verse)
Roll 'em up in my blunt
Not a switch bitch
Thot on my dick askin' for bread like it's Christmas
Glocks in session all these thots imma dismiss
Roll a eight now I'm seein' hella shit man
I just woke up to a band on my back
Sayin' green if you touch me imma see red
Pourin' lean in my double cup might leave me dead
I can't fuck with no stupid hoe
All these bitches act
I can't fuck with no fake boy
Claimin' he my friend
Bitch, I'm still with my day ones
Ridin' till the end
Put a switch up on a Glock like P. Beverley it defend
There a gun in my pocket but I don't likе to pretend
Oh shit, I might bend in a Bеnz ho'
I just like gettin' to the cash fuck a tran ho'
Stop dick ridin' thats what I recommend ho'
You ain't gettin' shit, what you think imma send ho'?
Bitch, on top like a red light
I ain't tryna fuck, you gon' still give me head, right?
Shoot him through the dark 'cause my choppa got headlights
Itch his whole body, like a white boy with head lice
(Ew, bop bop b-bop)
Look like Frieza when you look inside my double cup of wock
Big beamer filled with 100's, but I ain't gon' drop the top
Yo' bitch tryna find the flash, no but, jesus, she's a thot
Yo' bitch tryna get some cash outta me but she is not
Yo' bitch don't believe in God so in hell she gon' rot (Damn)