Head 2 Toe

Saucin' Saucin' from head to my toe, I get the racks through the phone yeah Ice on my wrist it is froze, that's just the way that it go yeah I get the racks through the phone, bust up the pack on the road I got it don't ask where it's from, I get the racks through the phone Saucin' from head to my toe, I get the racks through the phone yeah Ice on my wrist it is froze, that's just the way that it go yeah I get the racks through the phone, bust up the pack on the road I got it don't ask where it's from, I get the racks through the phone I get the racks through the phone, I took the pack to the dome (Yeah, yeah) Back in my bag carry on, she like it when I perform (Woah, woah) I'm wit' Rvin and we bringin' the storm, saucin' we drippin' and pour (Drip, drip) Can't feel a thing but she poppin' two more, now we can't go to the store (Rip, rip) Do the dash on the road wit' the packy (Do the dash) Please don't ask where it's from you be harrasin' (Please don't ask) If it's gas then you know I gotta tax it (And it's gas yeah, yeah) If it's gas imma' roll it ain't gon' pass it (Shhh) Where's the Milky Way Siri told me we passed it Imma' get it anyway I swear that imma' have it And you can't get like me I do this shit wit' passion Phone on DND it's causin' too much racket Saucin' from head to my toe, I get the racks through the phone yeah Ice on my wrist it is froze, that's just the way that it go yeah I get the racks through the phone, bust up the pack on the road I got it don't ask where it's from, I get the racks through the phone Saucin' from head to my toe, I get the racks through the phone yeah Ice on my wrist it is froze, that's just the way that it go yeah I get the racks through the phone, bust up the pack on the road I got it don't ask where it's from, I get the racks through the phone I got the pack and it's strong, hit it it bust up ya chest (Bust up ya chest) You cannot get on my song if you don't give it your best (So give it your best) I hit the gas and I'm gone, that shit is killin' my stress (Yeah, yeah) I got no friends that's Vlone but I'm livin' my life no regrets (No regrets) Just got some rice and beans from Jaqueline's My neck and wrist it look like Christmas Eve I might roll up four and just smoke three She a diver told her come explore the C I hope the pack come in soon, I got a cravin' to smoke Stuffin' the wood leave no room, no we not savin' no roach (Yeah) I just went back to the moon, spaceship I didn't fly coach (Yeah) Why are they doin' the most, swear they should change they approach yeah Saucin' from head to my toe, I get the racks through the phone yeah Ice on my wrist it is froze, that's just the way that it go yeah I get the racks through the phone, bust up the pack on the road I got it don't ask where it's from, I get the racks through the phone Saucin' from head to my toe, I get the racks through the phone yeah Ice on my wrist it is froze, that's just the way that it go yeah I get the racks through the phone, bust up the pack on the road I got it don't ask where it's from, I get the racks through the phone