[Intro]
Lit, no cig
Clean Sprite mixed with no lean
[Hook]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
b**** you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
[Verse 1]
Got a Glock with a beam
Bada boom, bada bing
Ops not on a thing
(Let's get it!)
We need some real big rings
Netflix and chill let's watch some Narcos
And my cup the color Harpo
Got fifty in these cargos
Used to sit and watch my car doors
Valet ask me how to park those
I'm scannin' n***** like a barcode
Fake designer, that's a no-no
We rockin' rollies f*** a Jo-Jo
[Hook]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
b**** you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
[Verse 2]
Money got me Bowflexin'
Balmain, no Paris
p**** 'bout to get the message
Before I have my youngins stressin'
I told 'em I'ma turn up on em
Killed his a**, we run up on 'em
We hawk 'em down, we run up on 'em
His tweets said he keep 'em on him
I'm just coolin' as a rapper
My n***** know that I be trappin'
To the streets I'm so adapted
f*** the state, they took my rappy
[Hook]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
b**** you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
Lit, no cig
Clean Sprite mixed with no lean
[Hook]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
b**** you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
[Verse 1]
Got a Glock with a beam
Bada boom, bada bing
Ops not on a thing
(Let's get it!)
We need some real big rings
Netflix and chill let's watch some Narcos
And my cup the color Harpo
Got fifty in these cargos
Used to sit and watch my car doors
Valet ask me how to park those
I'm scannin' n***** like a barcode
Fake designer, that's a no-no
We rockin' rollies f*** a Jo-Jo
[Hook]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
b**** you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions
[Verse 2]
Money got me Bowflexin'
Balmain, no Paris
p**** 'bout to get the message
Before I have my youngins stressin'
I told 'em I'ma turn up on em
Killed his a**, we run up on 'em
We hawk 'em down, we run up on 'em
His tweets said he keep 'em on him
I'm just coolin' as a rapper
My n***** know that I be trappin'
To the streets I'm so adapted
f*** the state, they took my rappy
[Hook]
We smoke straight dope, ain't no seeds in it
Clean Sprite, put some lean in it
Rockstars, got some G's in it
Real killas, they don't leave witness
Tax season, boy, your car rented
b**** you boostin', you got no business
Call my shooters, they got no limits
I'm just rockin' in my True Religions