Damn damn damn damn
Damn damn damn damn
I can't fridge a pack to you I'm sorry buddy I need that bread
I ain't even mad at you you just fell back and got depressed
I got tired of the shit hopped in the coupe and pressed the gas
Pen to paper passin' carson
Head to downtown place the bet
Boy you crazy why you hatin' kind of talkin' like a FED
Never lackin' break a habit but it's hard to break a leg
Go make it happen I don't have to prove shit to nobody
Pushin magic through your speaker makin' hits for the vibe
Speak the spill im in the field place the order bake fresh
I told her fall in line before she gets left in the dust
I'm ridin' dirty in a squeaky clean watch out for fuzz
I poured liquid from the freezer in my Valero double cup
I roll green from Humboldt County got a plug who got real runts
I got books I need to read my bitty got a bubble butt
You got problems with no solutions you don't want me ta pop tha trunk
You a novice to the game that's why your pockets lookin' funny
You ain't grind hard use your time smart You's a dummy
I'ma fly far eat five-star make her want it
Lit a fire spark
'Cause the minddark it can get ugly I don't save hearts
Jus gimmie brain while I'm thumbin' I don't play parts
Real game talk why you buggin'
We done hit the road today to go flip fifty to a hundred
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Damn damn damn damn
Damn damn damn damn
I can't fridge a pack to you I'm sorry buddy I need that bread
I ain't even mad at you you just fell back and got depressed
I got tired of the shit hopped in the coupe and pressed the gas
Pen to paper passin' carson
Head to downtown place the bet
Boy you crazy why you hatin' kind of talkin' like a FED
Never lackin' break a habit but it's hard to break a leg
Go make it happen I don't have to prove shit to nobody
Pushin magic through your speaker makin' hits for the vibe
Speak the spill im in the field place the order bake fresh
I told her fall in line before she gets left in the dust
I'm ridin' dirty in a squeaky clean watch out for fuzz
I poured liquid from the freezer in my Valero double cup
I roll green from Humboldt County got a plug who got real runts
I got books I need to read my bitty got a bubble butt
You got problems with no solutions you don't want me ta pop tha trunk
You a novice to the game that's why your pockets lookin' funny
You ain't grind hard use your time smart You's a dummy
I'ma fly far eat five-star make her want it
Lit a fire spark
'Cause the minddark it can get ugly I don't save hearts
Jus gimmie brain while I'm thumbin' I don't play parts
Real game talk why you buggin'
We done hit the road today to go flip fifty to a hundred
Damn damn damn damn
I can't fridge a pack to you I'm sorry buddy I need that bread
I ain't even mad at you you just fell back and got depressed
I got tired of the shit hopped in the coupe and pressed the gas
Pen to paper passin' carson
Head to downtown place the bet
Boy you crazy why you hatin' kind of talkin' like a FED
Never lackin' break a habit but it's hard to break a leg
Go make it happen I don't have to prove shit to nobody
Pushin magic through your speaker makin' hits for the vibe
Speak the spill im in the field place the order bake fresh
I told her fall in line before she gets left in the dust
I'm ridin' dirty in a squeaky clean watch out for fuzz
I poured liquid from the freezer in my Valero double cup
I roll green from Humboldt County got a plug who got real runts
I got books I need to read my bitty got a bubble butt
You got problems with no solutions you don't want me ta pop tha trunk
You a novice to the game that's why your pockets lookin' funny
You ain't grind hard use your time smart You's a dummy
I'ma fly far eat five-star make her want it
Lit a fire spark
'Cause the minddark it can get ugly I don't save hearts
Jus gimmie brain while I'm thumbin' I don't play parts
Real game talk why you buggin'
We done hit the road today to go flip fifty to a hundred
Writer: Damian Flores
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