I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin' Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it What I make a plane go bitches say "You got some money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
Man you so lame, just lookin' at you, While I'm in here no give her pussy to you, nigga, no She say "Not with a bank roll" the king gettin' money when the bank's closed Yeah, she in her heels on her knees Yeah, her call, she don't leave though Nope, I beat that pussy she stole somethin' Then that ho get up and roll somethin' We pourin' up, gas, weed noisy She on that molly, stop talkin' that annoy me I'm like, "Why don't you suck a dick or somethin'?" Or take it from behind while you eat a bitch or I like my bitches doubled up my white cup I like my pint up, drank poured up Yup, and you know you wanna catch it You don't wanna see my actin' ratchet with the ratchet
I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin' Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it I blow'll make a plane go Them bitches say "You got money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass
I'm a jet fuel smoker, crazy the Joker Suck it you fuck it is exactly what I told her Ten bottles, two models, kush sack, a jet ride Go and get my game stash, bitch, off the side Baby daddy lookin' long, better change that Make a drop some change on your lame ass Bob Marley smoke, hundred after hundred Jumped her throat and in her stomach, now she runnin' Me and my henchmen, we be for the money, blowin' jet fuel We don't pay for pussy cause we more than we rest, dude I bet you your main bitch'll bless boo And every ho with her when they see me gon' break neck too Rich in her, I done gave the bitch life support High in the pussy same way that I was high in Flip it, slap it, rub it down, finish, give it up the dick off while she roll the kush sack up
I'm the truth, tell it, loud yellin' Get it by the pound, we just smoke it, we sell it What I blow'll a plane go bitches say "You got some money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass
kush if them bitches wanna blow, of the blow For the hoes who be with their nose, now you know That the king all about the dollar bills, quarter In the bag, bitches on their ass with dollar bills You don't like it, ho? You gotta chill then Leave the match and go back to where you live then Nope, but you wanna do that How this ho blowin' on me, where her trumpet or her at? I brought a pound and she that, see he brought two back Drunk up a pint of lean, ain't sleepin', now who can do She all that molly, steady askin' where the food at You don't believe me? Ask my nigga Jeezy, he can true I beat that pussy, that, man I ain't gon' finesse it Man you know what I'm smokin', you ain't gotta check it You can smell it, this shit I'm straight up out of D4 I ain't talkin' but it's loud when the weed Yup, I'm fresh up on the runway Wheels up, weed like gunplay On them sucka niggas their lame ass You bustas blowin' train smoke, we blowin' gas
I'm the truth, it, loud weed yellin' Get it by the pound, we just it, we don't sell it I blow'll make a plane go Them say "You got some money but you lame" We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on your ass We blow, jet fuel, gas on your lame ass We blow, jet fuel, plane gas on lame ass