Kush Rolled Up-C Plus
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TXT Kush Rolled Up-C Plus 文本歌词
Kush Rolled Up - C Plus
Uh
I got my kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
Sac City ni**a yeah you already know yeah
I'm goin' in like the front door swangin'
Kickstand made of styrofoam leanin'
Like Lupe last single Beamin'
Seven forty fever white dime blade nina
Young Chaz Wheeler all about that cash either
In or I transform like Bumblebee does
Bubblegum kush rolled up in a naked beelah
These niggas mad that I'm hot yeah they hate the fever
In the kitchen with the pot like I'm a barista
In the kitchen with the pot I'm beggin' to chief up
End begins at the dinner table
With linen able on my big boy sh*t
Everywhere my need cable
I got a stallion
Named Savanna she stay in my stable
She clubs in on that paper
So I call her Staples ball hard 24
Like I play at the Staples
But it's our co lines like a barcode
Go
So tell a friend and I'm iller than you ever been
In the game playing for keeps that's why they never win
Win yeah I said it they don't ever win
Been to Hell and back now I'm going back to Hell again
I got stacks on the dressers scale on the floor
Burner on my hip couple carats 'round my throat
They can't comprehend how hard a ni**a goes
I did it for my city cause it's all a ni**a knows
Got my kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
Kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
I got my kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
It's ALL C I T Y ni**a if you wit' me let me know uh
The flow sick yeah I wrote this on my death bed
I'm just tryna milk the game like I'm breast fed
You outta know that ya young ni**a cold
Let my old hoes suck me off thizz call it X-head
I came to bring the pain like messhead
What's the hold up I'm just tryna blow up like a meth lab
It don't matter if ya bloodin'
Or ya cousin real niggas f**k with me f**k whoever doesn't
That's word to my older brother's cousin
20 niggas on stage yellin' free new money
Fly trap how I stick to the paper
Flyin' through the trap got my stickers and my papers
License and registration sticky in the paper
Rollin' up blazed gentleman not a gangster
Uh but I still keep it G though
All about my chips squeeze a clip for the Fritos
So tell a friend and I'm iller than you ever been
In the game playing for keeps that's why they never win
Win yeah I said it they don't ever win
Been to Hell and back now I'm going back to Hell again
I got stacks on the dressers scale on the floor
Burner on my hip couple carats 'round my throat
They can't comprehend how hard a ni**a goes
I did it for my city cause it's all a ni**a knows
Got my kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
Kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
I got my kush rolled up
Fitted sittin' low
It's ALL C I T Y ni**a if you wit' me let me know uh
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