[Chorus]
Riding 'round with my reefer
All my brothers my keepers
Feel the vibes I won't speak 'em
Live the shxt that I'm speaking

Spotting out the all real shit
And all the realest shit what I'm feeling
Third eye vision still peaking
Counterfeits y'all keep 'em

[Verse]
Ain't no limits on this side
Only shit that we live by
Making sure that my G's straight
Know that all of my team fly

Gang gang, and the mud candy
Haters left them in the dust stranded
I done did it, then I puff pass it
I'm not bragging but the flick classic

Mix well, my waves tight
Like blesser niggas tryna lay pipe
I don't fuck with no acting niggas
I can't live with no yapping niggas

You won't ever get the trapping Homies, with the lacking, napping and the classic phoneys
All I want is all the cash in motion
Stacking power in a niggas motives, still

[Chorus]
Riding 'round with my reefer
All my brothers my keepers
Feel the vibes I won't speak 'em
Live the shxt that I'm speaking

Spotting out the all real shit
And all the realest shit what I'm feeling
Third eye vision still peaking
Counterfeits y'all keep 'em

[Verse 2]
Main road to the Guap bro
6 lanes that my squad own
Paper planes with my Brazos
Got my voice sounding like a trombone

6, on these bricks
Pairing up dice, making things flip
Rolling up twice, empty each clip
Pouring up ice, pacing each sip

High stakes, in high places
Y'all kings pussy ain't never face us
Yeah, yeah - we trading places
Before we kill 'em let him say his prayers

Black flag your whole clique
Flashbacks we all rich
Gang Gang my Squad trips
On Ross SHXT 'cuz the boss is still

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[Verse 3]
My my my my
I ain't even gotta try
All them tryna find the wave
We ain't coming with the tide

Winning feeling like a game thing
Feel like winning is the main thing
Number 8 on that K kid
Highlights only look amazing

Lala feels, you see my wifi bills
Connections live not still
I might just pack these tills
My life just stacked these thrills
My vibes ain't dashed G chill
That pussy pop, me drill
She tastes like drank, that's trill

Trust me, these niggas ain't about SHXT
They can't do it like this
They ain't ever seen the whole game, while sipping out a chalice
Fake niggas won't make it, fake niggas gon' squeal
Real niggas gon' multiply till all they homies see a mill, still

[Chorus]