Verse 1

That bitch had on point just like a gnome

Roll my zoint it put me in my zone

Told me to pull up

And now Im your home

No pimp my ride

But you gon’ to meet this chrome

My nigga brap, brap

Right off the bat

It really happened it

It really happened

I ain’t gone Cap

I walk in the crib it look like a palace right off the bat

Right off the rip I’m too drunk I’m on my ass

I lost my balance

Then found my talent

Smoke out the chalice

Just cause I’m stylish

Don’t need no stylist

Feel like I’m Gilligan

All these bitches with me on a island

Back on my shit again

All my niggas with me, yeah we wylin

Smoking gas you got boof in your surroundings

She is going to shake her ass

Ain't no if or butts about it

I just did the Dash

12 on me out of options

Told that bitch she only want me cause I’m clouted

Got the juice bitch I found the fountain

Bad lil bitch, I had to bag her she bout it

But niggas be talkinn

Niggas be talkin

But they ain’t about it

Told that bitch she only want because I’m clouded

Don’t doubt it

I’ll be in the darkness straight shrouded

Popped out the light

Pop out tonight

If he up, we gone pop out it’s on sight

Now if you pull up he got a pop out that’s alright

But if he pull up With that pipe

I pull up with that pipe

And it’s going to be a Pied Piper

Played your bitch I feel like the Pied Piper

I been shining I ain’t got no ice on