Yes sir. Man I got some of mah shit. Damn i got some of mah shit. Fuck you ..... Hahaha. Yeah!!!. Thats what it really look like man. Hahahaa. Yup. And i don't fuck around. Uh...... 1000 pounds of weed. Riding in my car so fast i won't turn down the speed. Them hoes don't use they feet. No no they break down to they knees. And suck me like a king. Rose in my champagne glass and my diamonds in my ring. Wrote something thats yo bitch on my dick. Well i might let her hold something. You nigkas smoking 7. Ima need a hoe younging; hoe younging. Oooh.... Some ones that hate same ones that tag along. No blackberry too many lame nigkas call my phoone. Call me world wide wiz cause I'm never home. Ever leave me around yo bitch and ima get her stoned. And you know that i rock camos and brought fros back. So go down low so my old tracks and go plant some where theres hoes at. Fucking high and you down there where them lows at. Getting tired of hearing my flow jack. And got hemi joints; u can't roll that. I got a whole lot of og. And I'm rolling up for anyone in here that knows me. Everybody smoking.... Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh. Its a paaaaarty.... Oh its a partyy;. Everybody smoking papers nobody smoking blunts. Bitches rolling bs and my nigkas fucked up. Yeaaaaaaahh its a party. Oh its a party. Quarter pounder of that sour. Thats 4 days on tour. Sleeping on how we smoke. See all these pillows on this flooor. Every state we score filled with papers they be raw. Look like a pice of chalk in my hand but i ain't writing on the chalk board. And i heard its a party its a party its a party but I'm cool. Them nigkas smoking garbage I'm no fool. We get fat jays on half zips. Nigka thats really smokin. ain't enough weed up in that swisher to get you high you jokin?. Nigkas claim like they high. They be hella low. When they gang up in the building. You gone smell that sour smoke. I can get that shit from my backyard. Go pick it out myself. Yellow light let me slow it down (nigkas need some help). 28 ain't enough. You need more. All this weed over here. Thats one weed jar. When them bling get the flying nigkas wanna part. Smoking crash with the plane. Ill ma.......... I got a whole lot of og. And I'm rolling up for anyone in here that knows me. Everybody smoking.... Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh. Its a paaaaarty.... Oh its a partyy;. Everybody smoking papers nobody smoking blunts. Bitches rolling bs and my nigkas fucked up. Yeaaaaaaahh its a party. Oh its a party. What i smoke in one day these nigkas don't smoke in one week. Riding around and its just me. Dasaiév ávila