This is for my niggas gettin' high on the This is for my bitches gettin' high on the
My shirt, Purple my shirt Purple haze in my J, Everything nigga fucked up
Fresh off the two mil on it, A little nigga with a little money And to be honest I a lot of brothers in this motherfucker I think I'm motherfuckin' Drummond Real nigga, straight nigga, still love it And I ain't bout the J's got new 11s I am bout whoever, whoever say it's a 9 If she mine take her to a newer level Who better, your time, take your time like a new Bezel I got rich a little struggle I'm like roots, you a new And I'm the nigga, still wellin' In a Rello, cigarillo to the Rich Forever, M, we forever winnin' A nigga throwin' up the set, how ya stomach Probably sick of a nigga livin' how a nigga Even better, come and get it, see my pen is low, widest eyes, 5-4 Pockets like fried food Turn a vagina into a typhoon I understand how y'all move 'Cuz y'all don't understand I will not Who as me, roll two of tree truancy, I'm high school And is purple And my Ralph be earth-tone And Now I'm syrup slow, I'm out H-Town With young Kirko, and that H on my belt loop I call em up, might fall through And my main bitch, she just started And my man should just sell flutes High on loud I be ridin' out I'm on a islands like McDonald's cows Nigga G's up, like the is up Y'all be in love, like the crowd My direction good, type When I'm down and out, I get up and Niggas from I'm from they don't fuck with fights When it's trouble, they blocka and a life For a fuckin' or a couple sprites So my cup is full, too much pain to And I'm indecisive when the things are Never these things, see my game precise Nigga everything is purple, And these is Urkel You send me beats via email, I'mma them back in a hearse Look purple my shirt, Purple shit in my cup Purple haze in my J, everything purple nigga up