[Verse 1]

I'm high and my home girl tryna kick it

Like two ninjas getting new slippers on Christmas

In a craddle of wrapping paper I was born gifted

A grounded person though a nigga all kind lifted

I'm on the road I done seen all kinda bitches, when I come home

My girl acting all kinda suspicious, but won't leave me 'lone

All she want is a little attention, is that so wrong?

So I said I be back in a minute but she know I won't

I'm partially caught up in the game

My name constantly being brought up, they throwin slangs

These hoes putting me under the scope, that's aim

I know I reverse that, she going in her purse church mane

I'm throwback I take it where it was at first mane

That live nigga rap, Wings on that B

I'm sitting in the back, I got your bitch mine

Her head in my lap, I'm twisting up that lime

[Hook]

My chain way heavy, my weed way smelly

Wood wheels in my Chevy, ain't shit that you can tell me

I'm counting up my fetti, I'm ignoring my celly

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

[Verse 2]

We can take it back to Air Max 95, if you wan start acting like you live

Jive asses was never outside, I seen it first hand

Minimal dirt on my fingers was the game plan

Now it's ten thousand dollar bank bands, Jet Life it pays man

Underground rap, put a big house on top that land

They said I wouldn't do it now they understand that I had already done it

Coulda been a super radio smash, but I didn't want it

I rather play the cut stay 100, papered up in a opera house

Sneaking bong hits until they put us out

[Hook]

My chain way heavy, my weed way smelly

Wood wheels in my Chevy, ain't shit that you can tell me

I'm counting up my fetti, I'm ignoring my celly

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

My chain way heavy, my weed way smelly

Wood wheels in my Chevy, ain't shit that you can tell me

I'm counting up my fetti, I'm ignoring my celly

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already now

My chain way heavy, my weed way smelly

Wood wheels in my Chevy, ain't shit that you can tell me

I'm counting up my fetti, I'm ignoring my celly

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already

My chain way heavy, my weed way smelly

Wood wheels in my Chevy, ain't shit that you can tell me

I'm counting up my fetti, I'm ignoring my celly

Them hoes all on me, but I'm off that already