(Uh)
Don't give a fuck about your man
I'm just seeing what it's hitting for
(Bitch, I'm sayin') How you fronting on the kid though?
You should fuck with me girl
You know what you need girl
See I got used to livin' life up on my own, yeah
And searching, lovin' for a wife to call my own, yeah
It's all I think about at nights when I'm alone, yeah
Swear that I can't get no rest in California

Uh, uh, uh

Swear that life is just a whole bunch of vices
Niggas biting off of my shit, my dick
Stay up in your chick ride stick without a license
Tell her hold on like some vice grips
Might just call her, let her ride with a baller
Look up on her face was priceless, wonder what my type is
Well tonight Mrs. lightskin with a light mix, or a light switch
White chick, darkskin complexion and she righteous
I take a dyke chick if she like dick
I kissed the dyke chick and I liked it
Fucking each and every Katy Perry for the night bitch
Light this

Light it light it, puff it puff it, pass it, pass it (yeah)
(Moving on to better things)
Bless, sit back and relax one time, clear your mind (can't feed this addiction anymore)
'Bout to send me back to my old ways (moving on to better things)
Know what I'm sayin' (can't feed this addiction anymore)
Yeah, you know just G mackin' and stackin' (talkin' bout)

I've been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and pourin' up
Plus my niggas know the plug
A generation's thrown on drugs

I swear that bitch Rita Ora got a big mouth
Next time I see her might curse the bitch out
Kicked the bitch out once 'cause she bitched out
Spit my kids out, jizzed up all in her mouth and made the bitch bounce
Ride with a nigga mane, and you know I stay fly like the Jigga mane
And it figures, 'cause here is something you can't understand
How I could just kill a man, anyways
Nowadays everybody's stressed, yes
Animosity is better off your chest, yes
Everybody want to stay blessed, stay fresh
Take a nigga threats, but I'm up next, take debts

Light it light it, puff it puff it, pass it, pass it (yeah)
Inhale exhale, relieve your mind of stress (moving on to better things)
Smoke some one time for your boy A$AP (can't feed this addiction anymore)

I've been puffing, rolling up
Cop a lot and pourin' up
Plus my niggas know the plug
A generation's thrown on drugs

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Writer(s): Andrea Estella Hernandez, Bobby Caldwell, Bryan Matthew Ujueta, Eric Michael Cardona, Frans Chaim Mernick, Frans Mernick, Gabel D'amico, Gabel Mullen D'amico, Jimmy Mccracklin, Larry E. Muggerud, Larry Muggerud, Louis M. Freeze, Lowell Fulsom, Rakim Ma, Rakim Mayers, Senen Reyes, Udbhav Gupta, Zach Perry Yudin