God damn, how real is I the whole world gonna be feeling this East nigga, but how trill is this? don't give a shit, my ignorance is still a bliss God damn, how is this? I know the whole world gonna be feeling East coast nigga, but how is this? Still don't give a shit, my ignorance is still a
1] Stone love Rose gold I afford it I imported stone cold
Stone cold, rolling stone, I'm a nigga Write it on my tombstone, I was nigga
Don't remember me as a wannabe New nigga lean sipping, Tennessee nigga, Nah Influenced by Houston, it in my music A nigga to the truest you how to do this
My all gold grills give her cold she's got a coke feel cause I'm so trill Two dope boy scales, but I pills No L, put her on her feet, toe
Them vampires, them blood suckers, thirsty killers We bout it bout it, we rowdy rowdy, that Miller For really real, we chilly chill, sport Chinchilla No bounty hunters, I'm bout to killa, I'm my skrilla
Give me the title, give me the cash Fold it then bag it then to the trash my stash Stealing my Niggas is wickity wack Kriss Kross Her lip gloss, get slipped off My bitch, boss,
We smoking then then burning that hash it and pass Making it Walk in my And cross in my
was for grabs Making them in a section And they back
Fuck the money, fuck the fame, this is life The insights of my trill