Pass the pack and I’ll make it touchdown smoke good weed all day all year round Don’t pass me the tec cuz I’ll make it bust rounds I been tryna chill out i ain’t tryna go down Plus ion want my son ever bringin poles out I’m just tryna stack money so my boy knows how I be feelin like I’m crazy havin visions gettin blasted Lookin from the depths as the roses hit my casket On my way to hell in a flaming straight jacket I gotta break my habit of livin life tragic I done seen shotties hit bodies and make em backflip I done seen thotties with good bodies turn out catfish Woke up in the mornin and I kicked her off the mattress Since I stopped givin a fuck my haters vanished They know who I am it’s Eazy and he been action Ain’t no body passin the lyric assassin Smokin on this catpiss got the homie gaspin Cuz we bouta put in some work my bullets stacked in When I’m in the streets It’s mando we never lackin Before I do my belt I gotta make sure that my strap in U know I’m steady clutchin when hoochies go in to grab dick Call us Barcelona it’s havoc we scored a hat trick never beefin on a bitch who prolly made outta plastic I left my phone at home it’s know the feds can track it