Lacombe

Rolling backwoods in the back of the woods

Bitch, I'm back like the woods

Never looking back, bitch, I'm good

I'd be that 7th Ward Lord with them

7'4 swords cutting seven foreign whores, ho

Me and Smurf got a fucking problem

Slick took too much Neurotin

Now his fucking head is throbbing

Feeling wavy like the fucking coast

Popped one then gave two to ghost

Grey the suicidal host

I'm smoking dope ay bitch you know that I'm a fucking junkie

Bitches tryna fuck me, lucky if I let them suck me

Smoking Cadillac dope in a berry leaf

Laying in the cut, I promise you wont even see

Selling indica, lil' boy, I got it for the cheap

If i get it for the two you get it for the three

Every time I hit the scene, these hoes is all on me

Every time I'm sipping lean, I usually got it free

I hustle till I D

I chase the cheese like Chester Cheeto

There's so much heat, I stick your finger

But dare you to play the stick up

Play the robber and the druggie

You body they gotta pick up, shawty official

Used to being hustled to get your chips up

Who's to say I'm the villain, no pistol, Jimmy a fister

My ten pack of gorilla with bullets the size of missiles

My pimp hand is so leany, you flex if you come official

Come to my hustle family it's over, I blow the whistle