Livin like Larry

Damn near pushing 220 on the freeway I just got a stolen debit card that bitch prepaid I ain't serving rocks right now it's a weed day Come to our block we spraying at them like it's D-day Ain't no Packers but I'm in the midwest With some green bae Just got a Airbnb mansion it came with three lakes Had to cut bro off He always asking me for some free yay I don't need no autotune for my career I ain't T-Pain Why you begging for some weed I pull up you don't got the money counted? How the f*ck you lose track of yo pole And say somebody found it? Mix the Act with the Tris up the color looking brownish Screaming gibberish in the booth Man these niggas don't got no talent I do this how I want Don't ask the engineer how I be sounding Oh he say he gon' rob Cee Huncho? Buddy wylin I like to run through bands Cuz I know the money always piling 3D printed switch up on the Glock We finna get violent And I can name a dozen opps that still be in hiding Take a trip to Cali in a jet I don't like driving I'll pull the second amendment out I don't like fighting Plug pulled up when I ran out of wok Call that good timing Placed a hit on Friday he was dead by Saturday Spiderman ain't here to save you Imma rob you in the alleyway We know where he live, work, and go to school We ain't no CIA Brody beat a opp to death he got hit with foul play You the type to cooperate with a police officer And I'm natural with it Bitch I got more green than a gardener Freaky with it Like to give more wood out than a carpenter I was built for this I'm more cut out than a sharpener He done ratted out now he in witness protection Talking on the Huncho had to up the stick to correct him Had to rob his ass 'cuz buddy kept posting pics flexing Knock his molars out I think he need to go and find a new dentist Damn this steak good Who's the head of this establishment? Pull up masks on with ak's like the Taliban I think I need a time machine I'm tryna get some actavis I'm 'boutta drive to a baby shower bro just had a kid Girl let me get up on yo lips Like some Carmex Let me f*ck you on the kitchen table f*ck a car sex How fast my whip go You would think that we in Star-Trek Dawg stealing lyrics in the booth he needa bar check Anything that's free I'll take Complimentary All the opps dead I see em in the cemetery Rockets at his vehicle he can't move he like Put it in reverse Terri Ever since I jumped into the water I live like Larry