skrr skrr am a real young niga what you think when i come around you niga am takin over your city fuck around i take you to phelli pick a side heaven or helli cross seven gates got the same tonya bitch am kevin Gates ordered a pound to smoke we are rolling papers never try on gang them grew up on the corners i know you want no smoke pistols got the same nose i dont paint my toes niga and i fuck with no hoes niga i get high as a bitch on the same dude they wanna see me fall down now i gotta a stick roll it go to the moon stop followin me live my life till the end of me gimme a mill roll i wanna take it all i give you my body my soul baby its all yours double check i got a bullet proof you know we be smokin loud on the roof yeah yeah we be goin hard yeah yeah we be blowin loud lookin for the Paper day and night ogwe niga nomubanda tararya bubanda yes he's a kid konka mumwahure omu baana owabo ni wankanda nkonka tibaramanya emihanda two blunts one man grew up in the ghetto we not the same they think but am not a sinner trap game nabakyiriza nka John cena are you ready wanna take you for dinner got some wounds i can be your healer make you smoke some money on my mind dont you wanna shine me and you forever coz i like it am tryna make a move turn me up i know you feel the groove its me myself and I this is not about you super bowl on me drip drip on me treat me well ima shoeyou love all day yeah yeah we be goin hard yeah yeah we be blowin loud lookin for the Paper day and night