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You Ready
Lets Get High

Smokin weed till im comatose
Shots of Henny bout to overdose
Hit the weed make my mind float
This weed scent my new cologne

and havin flashbacks
I just grab her by the neck like let me have that
She got earful of game and mouthful of Wes
She aint trippin off these niggas like it my

Yeah
How much
Do you need
Ima boss
I can ball
With ease
Put on the scale
Weigh up
Bag it
Then leave
Ima foo wit
The paper
Keep it B.I.G
Niggah wanna

Lil Rari pray it up
Head up by that nigga I drip down
Tip drill with the guap make her ass drown

Money clip, shoppin' bag with my bitch whoa
Money

flipped them little things turned to a brick 
banging on the drums yeah need a lil kick 
clock never stopped yeah counted every tick 
days go by got

Yeah
Lil somethin somethin before the LP drop
07104
Let's go

Properly choke the game like a boa constrictor
The same way they talk about movin

King in the city bitch
You know that we got mob ties
My niggas move around with swiftness
Like a combine
Sliding round the city back to back
Buddy

the key to the Benz



(Porches)I'm still on top in my land



(Trust it) I got the FLRRD in my hand



(Orphan) I'm tryna kill that lil boy



(Abortion)

rich I think yours a lil feeble
I be on point with it sharp as a needle
I broke through the ceiling and soar like a eagle
I go hard not just for me
Got

but they don't even know yo name
Don't respect yo gang bitch
Fuck you and yo gang
That latina bitch she pretty told her tat me on her face
I make that

on a lower level on plain lil bitch quit playin, in off the lane and couldn't give a fuck about fame, writing riding my way to the grave, stay out the way,

to know bout me that creativity won’t crash
When we recording that track, you know Bacardi by the glass
Contraband be in the stash, Oh lil mama got some ass

If I wanna live - I need it
If I wanna eat - I need it
If I sleep - I need ir
If I wanna treat the mrs I need It
Man Fuck this shit!
Can't get away

really  had me stressing  
cnd im so gone in my feelings 
Last message that he wrote 
We was talking for a brief lil min 

Who would of thought 
That was

in a swisher
Pull up no dinner
Fuck her, then I zip up
Got that work by the K9's
Told my bitch put it in her
Hell yea, hell yea
Bitch I'm, wet up
My

a lil psilocybin
Fighting, demons on my back, I keep fighting
Trying, trying to relax but I'm dying
Dying, lying to myself 'cause I'm crying
Crying,

and tell her catch it
Damn lil mama bad she some pressure
Take her home I'm jumping off the dresser
Slide on a bitch like its electric
Real pimpin fuck

now jacking my rhyme
Fuck around lil nigga get smoked
Bigger fish to fry

[HOOK]
Rapping no capping
No capping
In my hood this music don't pay
None
Went

up, then getting gone
Jbee do no lackin', he gon' draw down, that's a big pole
Up by four lil' nigga, check the score
I say, Jgee up that G-L-O-C-K got

a fuck lil boy I'm stunting

rights at every stop light
Im in Tino mode that mean from now on all my bitches bad
Im at the tuck spot my lil slut spot counting up some cash
She hella

fully pistols
Everybody got them fully  pistols
Hey, fuck you, man

Who put this thing together? Me! That's who
Who do I trust? Me
That's who
That's who

bitch so i got her, foreclosure
Whatchu lookin for? a blick, or a rifle, or a poker?
I can get you hit putting gas in your motor
Lil bitch left me

I did shit on my own, nobody helped me with shit, I was on that block by myself, toting on blick
It was just, Me and my guys all alone, tryna get