Chillin' on the block, rollin' up a giant pack
Pourin' up the muddy, ain't no switchin' or no back
Zaza in my lungs, man I'm faded to the bone
Eight up in this bitch, we be sittin' on the throne
Double cup dirty, got me movin' real slow
Tris up in my Sprite, yeah I let the dirty flow
Finna get the cash, put it all inside the bag
Smokin' on this stink, never laggin' with the gang
Gotta get the rack, gotta stack it to the top
Smokin' on this gas, no we never gonna stop
Bro just rolled a wood, shit be burnin' like a torch
Sippin' on the purple while we chillin' on the porch
Pockets finna bulge, yeah I'm grindin' for the dough
Pass another blunt, let the heavy smoke blow
Dope up in my system, got me coughin' on the low
Tryna get this money till the digits start to grow
Out here in the Eight, yeah we tryna make it out
Niggas talkin' shit, they don't know what we about
Off the tris and wock, got me walkin' like a ghost
Out here with the team, yeah we doin' it
Chillin' on the block, rollin' up a giant pack
Pourin' up the muddy, ain't no switchin' or no back
Zaza in my lungs, man I'm faded to the bone
Eight up in this bitch, we be sittin' on the throne
Double cup dirty, got me movin' real slow
Tris up in my Sprite, yeah I let the dirty flow
Finna get the cash, put it all inside the bag
Smokin' on this stink, never laggin' with the gang
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