Nina Simone

I'm straight from the country, my partners straight hood I'm making these edibles, and growing this good I do what I want, lame you do what you could You think I'm a bitch, bitch I wish that you would I got a bad bitch, she don't do what she should But she sound so good when she talking this wood I setup a trap right in your neighborhood I'm Nina Simone I'm so misunderstood I'm building a brand got no time for your petty I f*ck me a bad one toss her like confetti I'm smoking with Urkel, and Laura, and Eddie I need me a queen in the trap like I'm Fetty You niggas want beef, well let's do it, I'm ready She say that she want me, well let's do it already I used to sell white in the trap like I'm Betty She sucking my dick and squeeze me like a teddy I'm eating the pussy just like mom's spaghetti I shoot at a hater, my aim is so steady I'm dabbing this rosin, my rig is a heady It get me so high I'm light headed & sweaty I roll me a joint watching Malcom & Eddie My gas strong as rhinos, Bebop & Rocksteady I cut thro the bullshit like Jason's machete I pull up in foreigns call me Keyzee Andretti I'm straight from the country, my partners straight hood I'm making these edibles, and growing this good I do what I want, lame you do what you could You think I'm a bitch, bitch i wish that you would I got a bad bitch, she don't do what she should But she sound so good when she talking this wood I setup a trap right in your neighborhood I'm Nina Simone I'm so misunderstood Her ass is so fat and it's soft just like linen I f*ck when I want but ain't trusting these women Bassdrop he be spitting, you coward, you chicken Yall bark like some dogs but you soft like a kitten Thc lean in my bottle, I'm sipping Make me a million while wearing these Pippens I called up mike jones in h-town, he still tippin I pull out these racks and now all these hoes strippin I pull out a pistol, I shoot then I'm dippin I grow and trim it, these pounds I be flippin She pass me the pussy, I dunk like Blake Griffin I work everyday, you can call me Cal Ripken I decarb this cannabis chef in the kitchen I jump in my beamer and push the ignition I make pounds disappear I'm a real life magician I f*ck her and flip her to change the position I'm straight from the country, my partners straight hood I'm making these edibles, and growing this good I do what I want, lame you do what you could You think I'm a bitch, bitch I wish that you would I got a bad bitch, she don't do what she should But she sound so good when she talking this wood I setup a trap right in your neighborhood I'm Nina Simone I'm so misunderstood