took a minute but don't ever think I'm fucking finished, big dickin she can suck it any time she wishes, been doing it she loves how i drug and sip shit, she in tune and keeping up like let me hit it, i don't gotta hide shit, she the fucking one my ride or die bitch, we be having fun give a fuck what time it is, when it's time to hide the gun she know what time it is, we ain't getting caught slipping, these cops ain't shit when they stop us just tripping, tell em suck a dick cuz we ain't did shit and, me and my bitch really ain't much different, i be on the outside looking in mouth wide stupid grin, wild times too intense mild highs foolish men trying to find a way to come up off me and mines better talk to your guys for you wind up in some pine and then, i don't got nothing to hide, i smoke hella dope so what if I'm high, drink till I'm ghost doin it right, you know how it goes bro you don't gotta lie, i tell it how it is, you get a bit jealous and i sell it how it is, only hang with felons that did time in the pen, them other mother fuckers drop dimes on their friends, that's the type of shit that i don't get, if you get caught with it ride your own shit, and if i did it never mind what i did, that ain't nobody's business not even my friends, i don't gotta fucking problem with being a problem, we can get this shit popping if that's what your wanting, im all about taking action skipping the talking, handing people there own asses after i stomp em, so what if i get high, stay up all night and ride around with the guys, doing what i like dawg that shit ain't a crime, as long as I'm right ain't nothing wrong with these lines, I don't got nothing to hide, i smoke hella dope so what if I'm high, drink till I'm ghost that's doing it right, you know how it goes bro you don't gotta lie, load another bowl hit it slow there you go, tell the bro where to go when he's looking for a show, gotta ho that i know that'll curl all his toes, give em dome till he blows rock his world make him unload this is that shit that, a mother fucker can't help but nod too and kick back, i be on the fence about some awful shit i did that, i ain't too sure if he deserved but i did that, oh well fuck him, he should've kept ducking, shouldn't sell nothing, for his fucking luck ends, I'm a real one dawg i ain't scared of nothing, in the field on call still doing dumb shit, i thought that i told ya, shasta county clique i rock with my soldiers, talking that shit we can rock from the shoulders, why you hiding bitch quit talking come over, i don't got nothing to hide, i smoke hella dope so what if I'm high, drink till I'm ghost that's doing it right, you know how it goes bro you don't gotta lie,