Lyrics
Them swishers on me
Yea you know my blunts be double stuffed
No pills off over head cuz I
Ain't on that other stuff
My sling is slingin'
Bad bitch with me with a bubble but
I'm blowin' circles, sippin' purple
Rock this double cup
Put that Big Moe and puff it louder
Let it play again my candy cane drip off old
School that I'm layin' in my car got space
It's like that house that you be stayin' in
Shout out to Trae and all
The homies reppin' ABN, i'm G affiliated
You know I keep it hundred mane, good plan
Layin' back, relaxin' while my feet rest
On that wood plank
Don't I keep it gutter? Yea the
People say I could change
Haters takin' shots at me but they
Ain't got no good aim
It's like my birthday cause I
Get a lot of cake pockets kinda chubby
You could say they getting out of shape
They spill in my cups so lil'
Nigga you should try a taste
That lean got me sleep walkin'
But I'm feelin' wide awake
That purple pull me up
There's purple in my cup
I get ready for a long night
I got to roll this up
The squishy got me stuck
But then it got me feelin' alright
See this is for the H Town, H Town, H Town
See this is for the H Town, H Town, H Town
We rollin' with it
Somewhere solo in the ghetto
Hustlin' what should get paid
Reminiscin' about homies I'd involve so
I can't get bit don't get too close
I'm advisin' your ass to sit back
Fuck around with the king and in
Return bullets can sit back
They split the gadgets with the fulls
They like a set of arms
With somethin' they towed in the trunk
As if they ain't recall
And I don't blame ‘em
I'd rather let ‘em do what they do
Hit the block opposite of the speed
That slow it down for scoob
I'm underneath something that's wet like
It will never dry
Plus I'm the pilot up in this
Plane although it never flied
And if it did I'd probably be
On the way to get paid
Something that's sexy in the back on
The way to get laid
I do my thing, cover the tip
Bitch I play in the shade
So jackers can't see what I'm holdin'
They get lost or get sprayed
And for my nigga in the weed, HMAPAT
We gon' bring it back
Thinkin' to screw with pimp C
Yup, there's purple in my cup
I get ready for a long night
I got to roll this up
The squishy got me stuck
But then it got me feelin' alright
See this is for the H Town, H Town, H Town
See this is for the H Town, H Town, H Town
We rollin' with it
WRITERS
Mike Jones, Paul Wall, Bernard Freeman, Marcus Edwards, Stayve Thomas, Wesley Weston, Salih Williams, Hakeem Seriki, Miguel Gomez, Joseph McVey
PUBLISHERS
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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