Smoking

I remember days I was smoking on some grass I bought it from your boyfriends bitchass I be busting in and u know I kickin ass, fuckin fast, on the dash, 50 in the stash box whippin it like a match box call me Tony hawk way I slap broads And I got the black card that's because I rap hard that's because I trap hard ya Beatin bitches ass bc they think they hard Run up on me I'll leave u scarred and I'll beat yo guards running 50 yards at the club counting cards Call the ops catch a charge ya Driving away quick got my hand on the stick while im pumpin drakes shit working and I never quit grinding cause I'm always quick never losing I got the the six