Lyrics

Bitch I don't watch the news So fuck Trump and fuck Hillary too I ain't no politician, so miss me with all that dry snitching Bitch I just got so high my fucking eye twitching (woah) I pulled up like the pope had the ceiling missing (skrtt) Plus I look like dope in some white linens Everyone's pretending nowdays, dudes is sensitive and get offended nowdays That's a feminine trait In a world where everything fake Health is wealth you know the money medicine makes? (damn) People in the dark often quick to throw shade People say they woke but quick to sleep late But shit, who am I to judge you know me You can catch me blunted at the Merritt Canteen My dad and 'em lived down the way on Catherine St Couple blocks over from where I picked up my weed My mom thinks I'm crazy shit maybe I am Not crazy enough to go and work for the man Never be dumb enough to not see college a scam I'd rather keep all my bucks and stick to my own plan Rather go and move to the beat of my own gun Kinda like, Scarface with a tommy gun (pew pew) If I got some weed that means my homies got some And bitch I smoke woods please don't bring me no blunts See, I could spit that soft shit that gets your bitch wet But first I want that hard shit that gets at these bitches neck Please don't disrespect the set, it's Well Versed, the gang And we running the game (bitch)
Writer(s): Matthew Carloto Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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