Lyrics

My pack got no seeds (No seeds) (Alright then) Told her drinks on me Two drinks double D's She got trick up her sleeve New drip, who's in? Yeah bitch it is me Just weed, hell no I ain't popping no beans I'm sober, burned out I've been smoking like all that weed You sober, that's lame So you should come and smoke with me We so high, we teeth My pack got no seeds (No seeds) Told her I don't sell weed, but I got that gas on me Catch you lit, yes indeed Told her drinks on me (Drinks on me) Two drinks double D's She got trick up her sleeve New drip, who's in? Yeah bitch it is me Paid a rack for my jeans, it's on me, making me clear Stuffing hoes in the beamer I got chickens in the beans Don't start turning on my skin Party ain't start until I get in, bitch I walk in the club it get lit I might spend a double of my wrist And I'm with the gang at the scene Your bitch wanna hang with some tits I don't think she can't fuck with the kid I've been sipping so much that we sit I think I might throw I'm in the club and out of my mind Just weed, hell no I ain't popping no beans I'm sober, burned out I've been smoking like all that weed You sober, that's lame So you should come and smoke with me We so high, we teeth My pack got no seeds (No seeds)
Writer(s): Tory Zellars, Dustin Martin, Alexander Stein Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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