[*Intro*]

Im tryna smoke

She relay to my DM on IG [Instagram]

And let me know

On the low i fucked your best friend

And you at the same time slow

Then they text me both

Say it was amazing in the morning

Flight to Vegas

We met delay

Next to me a couple shorties

Linked wit Wayne and we got faded

Hit the forty

I'll make you feel better than the drugs

(Back to Fremont hit the freeway)

I'll make you feel better than your boyfriend

Shorty they don't want me in the cut

They dont want me in the booth

'Cause Im the truth, could give a fuck

We was Willow Branch, family coming in

From France smoking blunts

That was way before I figured out

How to make it more than just a hobby

Had to grind it out

Niggas looking at me like Im lucky

Fuck You find a style

See how many years it take

See the good in people bitch or go away

I hope you brought an extra pair of lungs

In that, grey bimmer

Finna get you caked [BUC]

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[Bridge]

And I brought you to Noka

Ain't never really gave that Mothafuckin' privilege to no One

I dont trust them to go there

We hit the road holding hands

And had joints on the roller

I had Aquarium playing

You played it for me

You texted me said

You finna come over

I got a album

See the good just dont ever let nothing rupture your Focus

Notice