Burn so much gas they call potheads
Rolling backies out the zip not the lock brand
He play with sticks that come with drums not no rockband
He been rolling off them tabs he barely pop xans
Seen a nigga spend his last on like 2 gramssss
We been catching mo plays thenna fox cam
Come from poverty we trying not to get jammed
Every window inna house filled with box fans
Use these hunnids wipe these tears oh no oh oh oh
Tryna see who to dial but we got soap
Poppin' perky's on the low ohh ohh oh ohh ohh
He tryna overdose cause he'on wanna die sober
Shit was scarier than october
Want smoke like glaucoma
I just stay down had to get the commas
You ain't really on the block Andre Drummands
Bitch these runners cost 6 hunnid
Had to put the cup down hadda sick stomach
F*ck it roll a wood get big blunted
We was in the lab till like 6 sumn
She always on my dick tryna lick sumn
I got these bands on me right now let's get money
Freight train tuck still not a stain on me
Ain't gotta be ya major see this pain on me
I was locked in way b4 the chains on me
I was tryna shine then it rained on me
Tried to get the money they tried to throw the fame on me
I got my main bitch she had to switch lanes on me
A lot of drip I ain't even spill the drank on me
I'm fresh as f*ck like i got a tie and hank on me
Been cutting up i ain't even gotta shank on me
She say she love me but i really gotta think on it
Need 100 mill so i can f*cking plank on it