chronic

Yeah

Spend that money, throwin' bands

****, be honest, she was tryna throw it like you

Throw a few bands on the rock

Now a **** two-toned it when the racks came in the mail

Laid back, know a **** be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale

Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet

Throw a few bands on the grills

Guts and brains on the floor (floor)

Broke as hell, so I had to take a dub

**** callin', I had to put 'em on hold

I came, and now I'm in that mode, **** (mode)

Walk in, a **** too smooth with it (okay)

Bend it over, she throw with it, uh

I put my leg up and groove in it

You talkin' 'bout a lot, how you move in it?

Finna pour up this double cup, we be so faded

Gots to go, talkin' 'bout she be jaded

Diamonds on me, last year, they was plated

Rollin' thrax, young **** elevated (elevated)

Money comin' in, yeah, I had to flip it

She be doin' anything, so I had to tip her

Have me passin' out off that soul gripper

She be thick as a bitch, so I had to hit her, ay

Spend that money, throwin' bands

****, be honest, she was tryna throw it like you (ay, oh)

Throw a few bands on the rock

Now a **** two-toned it when the racks came in the mail (uh, look)

Laid back, know a **** be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale (whoa, whoa)

Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet

Throw a few bands on the grills (oh, yeah)

Roadrunnin' 200 on the dash, put the window down, blowin' out gas

Might hit my lil' pose when that ho flash

Throw an eighth for the low, that bitch go fast

Outside with the money on me, outside with them bust-down VVs

You know I had to show the OG, you know I had to flood the AP

**** be fed, they police, uh, ice my wrist, Rollie

Want a good girl, holy, pop me an X, OD (oh)

Can't lie, a **** be cravin' it, a **** be-

That shit feel crazy, diamonds hit, light all the grave in it (whoa)

Spend that money, throwin' bands

****, be honest, she was tryna throw it like you

Throw a few bands on the rock

Now a **** two-toned it when the racks came in the mail

Laid back, know a **** be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale

Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet

Throw a few bands on the grills

Laid back, know a **** be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale

Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet

Throw a few bands on the grills

Yeah, yeah