Freeband Gang

I seen a so-called good girl turn on me

I smoke this dope to burn, burn, burn on it

I gave her new waves and I watched her turn on me

Yeah



With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me

With this dope in my system, I know you gon' turn on me

I been away too much, I know you gon' turn on me

We smoked so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me

I smoked so much, the ashes startin' to burn on me

I told you from the start you was gon' turn on me

I seen so-called good girls turn on me

I seen a so-called good girl turn on me



I smoke this dope to burn, burn, burn on it

I hit her once and then she tried to shine on me

I passed it off like a blunt to the homies

I passed it off like a blunt to the homies

We up the boulevard, it's way too real

They took away Morris Brown, shit was way too real

Grew up three minutes from downtown, shit get way too real

I got them Texas boppers on call, shit get way too trill

I got your ex tryna call, shit gettin' way too real

You know I'm with the shits, shit get way too real

Cartier frames on me, know I got them things on me

Panamera [?], you know I'm switchin' lanes in it

After I give you this game, you should never let a lame hit it

After I give you this game, you should never let a lame hit it

I'm the one, put all the rings on you

I'm the one took all the blame for you

I had to look at this lame happy

Try to figure out then why I ain't happy

I'ma give you everything I ain't crabby

Give you everything you want, shit, I ain't crabby

Never hit a nigga that's lame, trappin'

You turn on data, that's Lenny Kravitz

Hit that shit, now your name droppin'

Now I hit that shit, that's your name droppin'

Come over later, I mash in it

I lay her with it, I crashed in it

Lay in your bed, get grass in it

Let's smoke this blunt got ashes in it

Lookin' at a young rich nigga like

Damn you mothaf**kin' ho, lil' nasty nigga