Intro Lyrics

Can't wait till my ice cake glows and shit Reach for my neck, get a hole in your mitt

I left the plug without all them shit No leftovers, but I'm holdin' the grips

Let my dog hurl through the grapevine That you wanna take mad, then I bet he come

blowin' your shit Smoke some left and right, gon' risk his life

Show you how a stoner can get Young turd, nigga, no fraud

I break scales, don't crack no car I was outside tryin' to make some shake

Nigga, I ain't even think about goin' to prom

Goatee fan, wear all these rocks Stuffed in my pants, I fit like Kwan

If you ain't spend when your mans got smoked When you hear my shit, don't sing my song

Homeward kid, I'm from the U Hopped off on the test, you'd be exact

Right by the school, got my first pack On the cello, had my first try

Niggas tried somethin' on the I-dub Got clapped on, bet they ass ain't try come

back But my killer throw a sevens down about me

Homie, gon' swing that Mack Fuck the streets, don't get signed up

Ain't with a senior, get lined up Said he got caught with a big nine-tuck

Got a dude three or five plus Just came home and he did ten months

Ain't never think he'll be back in the hut Did his time, now he stackin' his bucks

About a thousand, he be shockin' them up Can't do unofficial shit by yourself

And think I'ma be backin' you up In the spot, J's pappin' it up

Hope a raid don't happen to us Told baby she could get a sample

If she can handle and we happen to bump Hit her once, put her to the side

She ain't even whine, she was happy to fuck