Cashing a check when I walk in the bank
Born in the world screaming f*ck whatchu think
Benz truck kinda look like a tank
Step out she tryna poison my drank
Think you slick
I seen it coming
I predict that I can't trust shit
I proceed to smoke this by myself until my lungs don't function
Ducking my abduction
Well connected like a junction
They don't know where I done been at
But they know I'm up to something
Climbing up out the dungeon
Slow mo
Filmed her on the GoPro
Right after we f*ck we roll these blunts until the Os gone
All my crops homegrown
Landline home phones
Once they see that they can't be what you are
They go gone throw stones
Smoke in the ozone
She ain't getting no bone
Less she come wit me
Then you know
That's all she wrote hoe