Ooh, trying to stay in my enemies close They be doing the So I go the motions yeah blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five Five in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five
Good is my motivation Gas her up like a service drank on you perpetratin' While you perpetrating, I'm ah Let me about it (Let me think about it) Ah, it's like a bank me When the soldiers me it's like a tank around me And I don't niggas saying "can't" around me I define the odds, 2 Glock is my body guards Ain't slick to a can of oil Roll up, I'm as fuck Some of you ain't try enough Some of you ain't buy enough You smoking good, put lighters up
Ooh, trying to in my zone Watching close be doing the most So I go the motions yeah blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts in rotation, five blunts
A nigga like me don't blunts so I keep them joints in rotation Bad bitches calling the radio, my joints in rotation Keep throwing money on her ass, she keep joint in rotation First I'm in a car and then car, I keep them joints in rotation And I'm faded, getting elevated She give me them good brains, I'm getting educated Soon as them hoes see my car, they wanna right in If you see my crib, you would I was Malibu Ken Pour a or two of gin, gon' invite a few friends We done tried a few things now you move in You ain't gotta and so I got a few fans I'm a roll a few grams and through with the plan, hold up some gin in her cup, she taking shots Bend her down to the front, she taking
Ooh, trying to stay in my Watching close be doing the most So I go through the yeah Five in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, five blunts in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, blunts
Hold it, one to get my lungs warm Two to get me numb to it Let me you niggas feel this, he'll realize I deodorize all the unsure Made millions with Corey Chief a lot, out Reese and them Shout out, and Lil Meatchi And peach Ciroc, can't see a nigga writing an old sharpie Like a nigga out the globe, with a nigga a cornerback in the flat, nigga in the zone Like an on a tree, home in the tree How you gonna eat? Carnivores need Well I need Been doing this, proving it Now these give it up like they do at Lent I be like "Yep!" then I get a rest trying to fuck with me, give 'em nuts like a stewardess
Ooh, to stay in my zone I ain't to go And I I was on 'Til I Puffy Combs (What up Puff)
up, five blunts, nigga fired up Nigga might off with y'all joint I got some joints, and now joints I got emergency hoes, firetrucks You a wannabe clone, you never You boss up, we never see y'all out You be frontin' too hard, you ain't You just wanna be hard you see all us, ho
Ooh, to stay in my zone enemies close They be the most So I go the motions yeah Five blunts in rotation, five Five in rotation, five blunts Five blunts in rotation, blunts Five in rotation, five blunts
Hold it ooh, to stay in my zone Watching close be doing the most So I go through the yeah