

Look,
look, listen
I was just posted up right on the block Breaking down branches,
eye on the clock The streets get wild,
we don't do no talking See the opps down the street,
now nobody walking But right now we rolling,
this pack got me dead That high-grade exotic straight to the head
My cousin just rolled it,
it's fat like a club We smoke in the kitchen,
we smoke in the club And this shit is so loud you
can hear it outside Got a big thirty on me,
you know I'ma ride If a man act crazy while I'm trying
to spark We leave him right there,
stretched out in the park I'm a boss with this shit,
put the smoke in the air He thought he was tough till
we pulled up right there
We got the block hot,
smoking on gas
Rolling up quick, yeah we moving too fast
You know how we coming
We see the police and nobody running
We got the block hot,
smoking on gas
Rolling up quick, yeah we moving too fast
You know how we coming We
see
the police and nobody running
Now boom I'm back in the function,
I'm holding my ground But I got a big Backwood right on
the seat This shit hit so hard that it's making me choke
The windows rolled up,
you can't see through the smoke Now I'm counting up cash,
got thirty-three bands With the sticky-green residue right on my hands The
homie just asked me to pass him the light We high than
a bitch, we ain't sleeping tonight And you know how I do
it, I don't like to share Unless it's the guys,
then we split it right there Got the elite pressure,
it's smelling real crazy This shit got me lazy,
my vision is hazy But I'm still on alert,
watching the town 'Cause around here you know how it's going down
Yeah, smoking that real pack.
You know how we rock.
Straight drill style on the block.
(Beat fades out)