Brang trees everywhere like I'm still in Cali Reading new blueprints while I'm eating a salad Chiefing on three spliffs, composing a ballad They get it the gimmicks these niggas is average We don't argue no more, we pulling sticks out Cracker bleeding out on the floor, he got a big mouth See a nigga cooking up raw in the spliff house Tryna make a big ass bag, and take that shit south New level, I don't care what the pack costs Blue devils in the air I'm getting stacks off Crackers like to preach but they facts wrong You was tryna be a leech, now your stash gone Niggas ain't solid, I be riding dolie Only call when I got it, so fuck you and your homies Had to leave my old shorty 'cause she was controlling Twist a spliff at the bar, smoke it in the open No features with these niggas 'cause they shit boring Nigga tryna blast jazz in a whip foreign Reduction for the duck, used a blood orange Natural wine with my queen, in club pouring New car smell, kush up like bar bell It ain't hard to tell his face twisted like Gargamel Crackers lying, I'on listen to no hog tails Money on mind I been lifted in the fog trails Tried to give niggas a little game, it ain't pan out Never see me in a chain, took the back routes Tried to give niggas a little game, it ain't pan out Never see a nigga in a chain, took the back routes, my nigga A little game, it ain't pan out See a nigga in a chain, took the back route Took the back route Took the back route