rate me

Smoking Out the Big Jar!


This that 'go BBS' flow

Plastic 'Nike Air' tags on your original 4's

Niggas is z'd on your mans

And I'm rollin' a O

Leave em sleep;

I don't need them suckers listenin' to me

Packed a bong, forward everything except the kitchen sink

Underneath which, I keep a set of Andy slippers

I could fix my lining up 'fore we go over by them bitches

A quick lil' something

Can't get the back

I don't know where I left my hand mirror

Type of dilemmas, that'll never hinder my jet living

We just chilling

So don't come around here

Fake toughin; Runnin' off the women

Bossed up

All us... southside the club

Waitin to tip drivers who pull our cars up

'The fuck you though this was dawg?

I'm a Trill muthafucker after all

Haters is dressed in safety-ness, encouraging my fall

Won't catch me there

But you can catch me on air

When my new shit premier

At whatever media outlet

Decide to play it fair

Fuck playin' dead pimin' I'm a play the bear

Grizzly, seriously

Fishburne, turn-flip styles furiously

This that 70's soul green

Alchemistry, amen

Been a G since buddy lee's

Lames be cuffin they jeans and they bitches

I be cookin these bird ass hoes

Running circles round 'em

They rotissery chickens

Love got a shovel in her hand

I see you digging; strike gold,

Build your own coffin with it,

Dead ass...

Flick ashes on the girls in my pas-tense

The 'tely was for the ones I was just fuckin

The crib; for the one I was gonna get right back with

It's easy to get tangled

In the stars, spangled

Mangled in the night life

Living out my bars


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