Lost
Moving through the mix, couple homies finna pop out with trix
Got a pound, so we rollin up with them swisher sticks
Gotta Move around, drinkin wit us always doing stupid shit
I’m the main man, making money rain man
If was a pay day, I’m the dope man
Don’t gotta conversate, big dick, never gotta compensate
Lookin at my dinner plate, so they love to hate
Tryna beat me outta my fate, 110 racing down the highway
Making money like my way, bottles of the Alize
Bags of the molly, got me feelin jolly, you can see it in my face
See the smile, done ran a hunnid, but I still gotta mile
Gotta leave my mark, droppin bombs like I’m Tony stark
If you wanna pack, slide through like shoppin mart
It’s the O the town, bitch it’s my house, where the party start
Moving through the place, gotta a bottle of the oze
Sippin on the henny got me feelin mean like oshea
Asking where the party at, bitch it’s at my place
Know we turning up all night, sippin wit
some liqour on ice
Smoke on some good hydro, tryna see how high we go
Blunts are overflowin, while I’m flowin
Keep it going, drop tops and we strolling
Cops stop but I keep going, no my money never slowing, first pound I got bitch it was stolen,
Ay ay
Broke a couple hearts, pack smelling like like fart, roll it half and half like dart, underglow on the boulevard lighting up thedark
Got a couple blunts finna let em spark, 12s bumping in the back of my car
Dressed all nice in a white tee, rockin out some Nikes
Chain lookin icee, I’m that man they wanna be
Representing, bitch it’s okc
No one knows me, but soon I’ll be overseas
Smoking on some foreign tree, all these rappers boring me
Rain rain go away, yo bank is snoring
Bitch yo bank account snoring
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