What I Got

Swear to God bitch you aren't what I got ayy

Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ayy

Fuck the opps we won't stop 'til we drop ayy

What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye

Swear to God bitch you aren't what I got ayy

Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ayy

Fuck the ops we don't stop 'til we drop ayy

What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye

You ain't seen the type of shit that I can do

Catch a fucking body roll a blunt or maybe two

I can take you to my island where we'll kick it til' it's noon

Maybe smoke some marijuana, if you wanna I'll come through

Bumpin' Cordeh, I'm feelin' okay

Smoking an eighth, I'm fadin' away

You wanna play, so come on let's play

Oozy on oozy, yo bitch in my Jacuzzi I hit it all day

This shit ain't no fuckin' game

Frankly I don't fuck with all of y'all lames

Hittin' me up almost everyday

You can't get a verse so just get out my way

Stay in your lane if you know what is best

Huskai and Guardin been fuckin' your ex

Why is every rapper obsessed with sex?

This is simply a test

This is me rantin' and ravin' 'til these words start pavin'

I'm tryin' to make it okay (Okay)

So fuck all the bullshit you know that I'm on it

I'm doing this everyday

I'm tryna be honest but these kids don't want it

They just want a beat and some flames

So turn it up louder start snortin' your powder

And repeat the words that I say ayy

Swear to God bitch you aren't what I got ayy

Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ayy

Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ayy

What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye

Swear to God bitch you aren't what I got ayy

Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ayy

Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ayy

What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye

I've been tryna ball I've been tryna ball

Waiting for shawty to call, waiting for shawty to call ye

Finesse from the mall, all this money that I saw

I'm just tryna get so rich, please shawty you come along ye

Tag team tag team in yo bitch

I'm with my bro Nicholas and we fuckin' on yo bitch

We was takin' turns in the motherfuckin' condo

I didn't even use a motherfucking condom

I'm fuckin' 'round with you, I'm fuckin' 'round with you

We didn't really do that yeah

I was in the whip and I'm sittin' in the back

With yo bitch under the blankets but that head is feelin' wack

Baby we was never meant for each other

I'm so sorry I don't love you I love your mother

Never liked your head but I loved hers

Can't remember it because I had a drunk blur

Swear to God bitch you aren't what I got ayy

Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ayy

Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ayy

What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye

Swear to God bitch you aren't what I got ayy

Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ayy

Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ayy

What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye