New strain, new blick
New bitch, new fit
Independent wealthy nigga, part (?), same shit
Smoke a lotta Black & Milds, the one with the wood tip
I ain't in the boardroom, bitch I'm on some hood shit
Really never tell on him, he ain't (?)
No this ain't an old Terp, nigga this a new drop
Wrist cost 50 piece, chain cost 10 plus
Mailman (?) watch a bale get shipped off
(?) but I could switch and shoot the blick southpaw
Ainge barely baller got a crib out in Utah
I was in the A serving (?) raw
We was doing from the shoulders, I'll break a niggas jaw
I could turn the realest street nigga to a trap star
Growing up a nigga kept a bank roll and fast car
They was tryna block me, they was tryna stop me
I'ma go and get a hundred M's nigga watch me
I slept on the floor with the mices and insects
I know they hatin', they want me to regress
I took them chances, I ain't got no regret
Fuck that lil money my boy I am not impressed
She tryna trap me, but I cannot give in
This shit for life, if you circle we locked in
Labels keep calling they want me to sign it
I'm already good cause the streets is behind me
9k outfit, nigga in the finest
Told the grower, I'ma get em all, come right back
Say she wanna leave, but I know she coming right back
I don't want the cheap shit, I just want the high bag
NFL money, walkin' round with the (?) pass
I'ma blow a bag today, nigga I'ma pop tags
I ain't finna play, I'm pulled up to a opp (?)
Weed in the trailer home, feeling like white trash
Pre-roll laced with the kief and the good hash
Smoke down the road, I can get a nigga throat slashed
Mail-man droppin' off Za at the doormat
Puffin on good terps, finna throw a shroom back
Nigga's ain't gettin' to the money they just look it
That ain't real high grade high grade Za, it just look like it
Ten thousand pounds, come here I got excited
I ain't eat nothing this week, I'm on a rack diet
New strain, new blick
New bitch, new fit
Independent wealthy nigga, part (?), same shit
Smoke a lotta Black & Milds, the one with the wood tip
I ain't in the boardroom, bitch I'm on some hood shit
Really never tell on him, he ain't (?)
No this ain't an old Terp, nigga this a new drop
Wrist cost 50 piece, chain cost 10 plus
Mailman (?) watch a bale get shipped off
(?) but I could switch and shoot the blick southpaw
Ainge barely baller got a crib out in Utah
I was in the A serving (?) raw
We was doing from the shoulders, I'll break a niggas jaw
I could turn the realest street nigga to a trap star
Growing up a nigga kept a bank roll and fast car
They was tryna block me, they was tryna stop me
I'ma go and get a hundred M's nigga watch me
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