Feeling so baked from a gram
Shawty taste sweet goddamn
She a lil freak on cam
She work a lil magic with her hands
I'm real real with this shit
Like I'm real real with this shit
I just came in to the biz
Now I'm tippy toeing to an exit
Looking like I don't even rap
But I put a bitch on like a O'Neil snap
Back, every time I hit it from the back
She telling me I better give a mini heart attack
When I walk the city it's a goddamn campaign
Motherf*ckers left and right with that scope aimed
When they talking to me see the motherf*cking tongue change
Really gon think they swear they all hustling
Damn, this shit's crazy enough
I see this shit from like every direction
I could tell people, I'm done with the stressing
By painting perceptions, my life isn't stretching
Copy my style, cuz you got no talent
You would owe me a quarter bag if I had patent
Now I'm laughing, nah motherf*cker now I'm cracking
Up by the fact yo career lost balance
Yeah, riding with the windows down
Get it how we want it till the sun comes down
Got her on the couch with her legs spread out
Telling me play with her like a damn playground
Lil boy talking about her now
Tryna be friends again boy shut ya damn mouth
Like 10 females you f*cked around now
Hell nah, lil bitch, f*ck outta here, ciao
Yeah, only ride high with the team
Said me and my llaves roll like a fleet
Out here tryna live the dream
Not be the main theme yeah that's my regime
Goddamn, I'm digging her voice like Pompeii
I ain't got bands, but my pockets look grande
Might f*ck around and get involved in that horseplay
She wanna film it, make a goddamn screenplay
Feeling so baked from a gram
Shawty taste sweet goddamn
She a lil freak on cam
She work a lil magic with her hands
I'm real real with this shit
Like I'm real real with this shit
I just came in to the biz
Now I'm tippy toeing to an exit