[Hook]
I'm kickin' shit with the gang, yeah
Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten Ps on the coffee table
That's a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I'm pickin' buds like I'm pickin' cotton
The bitch bad and she pull rank
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold one hundred Ps in brown mill
Then another fifty in thomasville
Twenty one, that's a good deal
I'm like fuck how the feds feel
I'm like fuck how twelve feel
[Verse 1]
Trappin' gas like this shit legal
Burnin' gas like this shit legal, AR pistol, yeah, the shit legal
Got a bag of gas riding around with me just to keep a nigga company
Keep the torch nigga come for me
If I were you then I would fuck with me
I got that shit for the dirt cheap
I gave a lil' nigga a dirt nap, she ride a nigga like a dirt bike
I seen a pound for the first time, fell In love at first sight
She let me hit her on the first night
I drove with the pack three days on the highway
Tryin' to make it back to the destination
I'ma boxing it up ship it to a secret location
Forgot to water all the plants and fucked up thirty K worth of weed man
I'm ballin' like I'm in the league man
Making movies I'm the lead man, car came from oversea man
Rock a turban like a Pakistan, put cheese on your head like a packers fan
[Hook]
I'm kickin' shit with the gang, yeah
Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten Ps on the coffee table
That's a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I'm pickin' buds like I'm pickin' cotton
The bitch bad and she pull rank
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold one hundred Ps in brown mill
Then another fifty in thomasville
Twenty one, that's a good deal
I'm like fuck how the feds feel
I'm like fuck how twelve feel
[Verse 2]
Pickin' bud, sippin' mud
Hit it once and she done fell in love
Give me twenty minutes meet me at the shell
The mom wet like a wishin' well
It's a whole lot we don't need to clock 'em
What's to know keep the Glocks on us
Harvest Season I'ma keep growin'
Fuck twelve, I'ma keep goin'
Back it up and she keep throwin' it
High tech I'ma keep purin' it
She mad at me I ain't hit her back, bulletproof wheels back two back
Seven gram blunts back two back, drop a mixtape back to back
Got twins with me I'ma hit 'em both at the same time
Did a show and called a play at the same time
[Hook]
We Ballin' like we starrin' in an NBA game
That bitch bad with the hella name
Got ten Ps on the coffee table
That's a mini draco on the coffee table
Four pockets full like I'm Lil Baby
Fuck a man in the middle baby
I'm pickin' buds like I'm pickin' cotton
The bitch bad and she pull rank
Tried to test me so I double cross
I spent the night on a grow field
Sold one hundred Ps in brown mill
Then another fifty in thomasville
Twenty one, that's a good deal
I'm like fuck how the feds feel
I'm like fuck how twelve feel