[*Intro*]

Im tryna smoke
She relay to my DM on IG [Instagram]
And let me know
On the low i fucked your best friend

And you at the same time slow
Then they text me both
Say it was amazing in the morning

Flight to Vegas
We met delay
Next to me a couple shorties
Linked wit Wayne and we got faded
Hit the forty

I'll make you feel better than the drugs
(Back to Fremont hit the freeway)
I'll make you feel better than your boyfriend
Shorty they don't want me in the cut

They dont want me in the booth
'Cause Im the truth, could give a fuck

We was Willow Branch, family coming in
From France smoking blunts
That was way before I figured out
How to make it more than just a hobby
Had to grind it out
N***as looking at me like Im lucky
Fuck You find a style
See how many years it take
See the good in people bitch or go away
I hope you brought an extra pair of lungs
In that, grey bimmer
Finna get you caked [BUC]

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[Bridge]
And I brought you to Noka
Ain't never really gave that Mothafuckin' privilege to no One
I dont trust them to go there
We hit the road holding hands

And had joints on the roller
I had Aquarium playing
You played it for me
You texted me said
You finna come over

I got a album
See the good just dont ever let nothing rupture your Focus
Notice