Yeah
That is a—
To the primary
Tricks on the house tonight
Hope you enjoyed the perceiving
Don't ask me if I come back anymore
Parents, I hit the rich store, looking at the Eiffel Tower
Smoke out the whole floor, spent a lot on my attire
And she look at her high-sort, might have to spend a couple days
I air 'cause I sport, don't feel like going to court
Good sportsmanship because I'm in love with the sport
Phone finna die, I can't find the adapter for it
I'm a gentleman, dawg, I don't go back and forth
Want me in handcuffs, laws, they wanna enforce
But I'm still lighting your trees up, I don't got no remorse
Came to do what I do, that's what they pay me for
No way I'm sitting in that place, that ain't where I belong
Shit's different when your money's up, they change their intentions
I got this jacket on the same visit
Mention my name, then they gain interest
An Icon, I became vintage
Look at the names I'm on the list with
Look at the plane I came in, that thing is exquisite
The menu bangin', but I might stay wrapped up in my blanket
She in the mood for tequila shots and a dope playlist
I don't do no favors, everything is earned
When your squad's gangsters, all around the world
Roll the papers, I think I need a smoke
Yeah, I need a song
Right? Ain't only making the worst part
Trying to make a name for yourself
You making a name for me
I'm the King of Weed
The King of Weed
