IDK

Yo, look, yo

Has this Cali weed got me paranoid? I don't know

Can I really trust this chick with my P? I don't know

He be steppin' like my bro, is he a leech? I don't know

All I know is hit the plug up for the Re, that's all I know

Has this Cali weed got me paranoid? I don't know

Can I really trust this chick with my P? I don't know

He be steppin' like my bro, is he a leech? I don't know

All I know is hit the plug up for the Re, that's all I know

I've got a trap habit

Beatin' crack addicts in a black 'matic to buy money in my tank

Wheelie cah' my phones clappin'

They stay cappin' while I re on weight you can't manage

Feel the car bonnet, that's the flake breakdancing in the pot

Still hop out n' dampen up your top

And I ain't fuckin' with no don that be reposting my opp

You've been in the T for years and you still bummy, what you on?

I get it in and get it gone

You ain't on shit, you owe the plug

Think that it's rented, sell this bitch if I want to

Flyin' pebs with the star nizzy in the SQ

Whippin' dynamics, still I'm tryna blend in

It's double figures on the wing if they find the right crib

Can't put faith in no bitch or my bro

I couldn't hear from you when my stack was a joke

Come a long way from trappin' on my pushbike, soaked

Now I push Germans cah' I push white O's

Has this Cali weed got me paranoid? I don't know

Can I really trust this chick with my P? I don't know

He be steppin' like my bro, is he a leech? I don't know

All I know is hit the plug up for the Re, that's all I know

Has this Cali weed got me paranoid? I don't know

Can I really trust this chick with my P? I don't know

He be steppin' like my bro, is he a leech? I don't know

All I know is hit the plug up for the Re, that's all I know

I'm either sweatin' over stoves or stretchin' an O

Hold a pinky for this B but you ain't touchin' my bone

1500 for this fabric, tellin' cats "Watch my coat"

Gotta change whips, every brick I fly out on this road

Said she wants to hold me back

Too busy in the streets, gotta roll these packs

I ain't strugglin' for dots if I don't know these cats

I ain't linkin' 'em for shit to get my whip T packed

Four pipes on my whip, five if I'm posted where them pussies linked up

That's cool, both can hold it

I got Pyrex sendin' indirects, trying to get noticed

But your tune's dead, suttin' like your homie

I've gotta have the pokey with the wap under my seat

Heard there's rumours that they're on me, that don't mean nuttin' to me

Cah' I robbed him for two brizzy's, still ain't changed where I sleep

My **** told 'em where we live but I don't blame him, it's the streets

Has this Cali weed got me paranoid? I don't know

Can I really trust this chick with my P? I don't know

He be steppin' like my bro, is he a leech? I don't know

All I know is hit the plug up for the Re, that's all I know

Has this Cali weed got me paranoid? I don't know

Can I really trust this chick with my P? I don't know

He be steppin' like my bro, is he a leech? I don't know

All I know is hit the plug up for the Re, that's all I know