Yeah, sticky kush, sticky kush
Tell me your name (Wheezy Beats)
Nigga, have you ever dreamed? (I dreamed)
I was the man and you a thing (what?)
One and two, anytime I get mad
I can goodbye to you
God-damn, who the hell let rats in the house?
King of lions, who let these cats run out of the house?
Houston, Texas when I'm on land, I lean back like a couch
I'm not playing, I want it bad, call shots like a spouse
We roll that kushy up, we eat that pussy though
Suck it til you're throwing up, my Phantom grey, no hound (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I lost a Lear, no bucks, still waiting on that Bentley truck (yeah)
Stop playing, lil' bitty boy, you a dub (hey, dub)
He ain't YSL, nigga, he ain't in the hut (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I might stop by and let that lil' bitch lush (yeah)
I pull up and chop at your cousin, your bus (yeah, yeah)
Lil' nigga, you know what it was (yeah, yeah) you know what it is, you know what it does (what?)
I'm making your old lady shake it (ooh) she's sucking too slow, I'm impatient (ooh)
My diamonds so wet like your baby (ooh) don't know where to go, I'm amazing (ooh)
What's amazing? I don't know
What's amazing? I don't know
What's amazing? I don't know
What's amazing? (Amazing is a grateful thing)
I might accept your apology (amazing is a great thing)
I mean, you throw L's up if you ain't following (amazing is a grateful thing)
I am a beast, your life I'll be swallowing (amazing is a grateful thing)
And I've been drinking, I need to bottle this
Man, I'm so tired of these niggas, man, I am so tired of these bitches (yeah)
I'm so magnificent, studio working, I'm wearing a top like I'm pimping
Your bitch want my milk, I'm sitting at the top looking down at these wimps
These hos just roll me a blunt, and you know that they stuff it, it cannot be imps
I never had cutlass and dunks, I based up my bankroll then based out my trunk
I might fuck that lil' bitch in the morning, I might put her out and call Tyrone
Snoop Dogg, I might go ahead and bone
I'm big balling, bitch, put me inside the dome
I'm wearing Maison Margiela (the tight way)
I'm wearing Maison Margiela (the right way)
I'm wearing Maison Margiela (the scary sight way)
I'm wearing Maison Margiela (the goodnight way)
Take some sand to the beach (ay), party with a couple foreign freaks (ay)
Kim K looking ho, Yeezy (ay), Florida living nigga, Pork N Beans
Yeah, and I'ma ride this bitch tonight, and I just might ride this bitch tonight
Pork N Beans, where you at, baby? Oh, Pork N Beans, where you at, baby?
Brown sugar on that bitch
Pull up with a ho, and she knows I'm ready to bust her, pay her, leave her, fuck her
I don't wait up, hold up, let me check my mail, he broke, he's serving his squad with a scale
I make it rain, I hope all is well, I pull off deep like what in the hell?
Ho, give all my niggas some bails, wait, I'ma lay down 'fore I'll tell, huh
Pull up in old school Chevelle, I don't save pictures, they might get revealed
How many times have I asked are you well? How many times have I popped a perc' pill?
How many homies at home on the bail? How many times have I told you, you shall?
How many meals have I ate 'til I burp?
Dropping the top on the Mulsanne, ain't no hot top on Hertz
Hey, I worked so hard to get out that dirt
Hey, I was thinking this is not that work
