WYO

(Blizzy on the track, Bitch)

When I'm gripping her dome, I like when she moan

Cause it sound like a song and I might sing along

The smell of the burning of blunts of the strong

I ain't rolling leaves with no stems or no holes

Matter of fact I got seeds so I'm gone get em growing

Two shotties, a rotty

It's sad for your bones, if you come to my home I don't know what you on

Can't fuck with them niggas, them niggas ain't with you