Lost Signals

Yeah, I be so high, ain't got no service If you smokin' mid, what's your purpose My lil' bitch, she with the shit, shorty workin G-O-D, Milly, she said I'm perfect Yeah she know it I ain't got time for these lames in my way, yo Way yo Milly only focus on the cake, tho Cake tho I get to the money every day, bro Them niggas tellin' stories bout that fake dough Fat nigga won't smash in no coupe Won't smoke shit you grew I blunt it by the threes, fill my blunt up with a few All my niggas bought that bread, chasin' paper, just what we do Hit my blunt and said she flew, and she mixin' shit with her juice And her bitches they wit it too Pulled up, I'm in something new Gas on me, ain't nothin' new My bitch thick and look good in blue (Star life) That's what she choose (I press play) On yo shit and snooze (Full circle) Wit the money moves (Cash on me) nigga, f*ck the jewels My own boss, nigga, f*ck the rules I only blow exotic Ain't talkin' progression, then what is the topic She suck me up till her jaws get to lockin Shorty told me I'm her only option Beat the pussy up, had to box it Next up, find a better you Beach nigga with a heaven view Yeah, I be so high, ain't got no service If you smokin' mid, what's your purpose My lil' bitch, she with the shit, shorty workin G-O-D, Milly, she said I'm perfect Yeah she know it I ain't got time for these lames in my way, yo Way yo Milly only focus on the cake, tho Cake tho I get to the money every day, bro Them niggas tellin' stories bout that fake dough Ain't no service where your boy travel to Young nigga with a attitude Real king in my circle, nigga Crown shinin' and the stacks with him My day ones ran laps with him Real niggas see a bigger picture Ain't worried bout no opp shit Cause they money low, they can't stop shit My blunt sit like a drop kick (I'm a real life stoner) You can tell by the odor No midget on me, my weed ferocious I hit the freeway to copp some more shit Pack on me, her pussy open They hear my flow and tell me that I'm chosen They love to talk, I don't hear commotion I'm a solid nigga and I love my brothers Put not one bitch above him Niggas that run they mouth, can't trust em It take you three days just to move a onion I'm in the clouds with a G6 I can't put effort in a weak bitch I see your garments, that's cheap shit The type of nigga want some free shit Hahaha Yeah, I be so high, ain't got no service If you smokin' mid, what's your purpose My lil' bitch, she with the shit, shorty workin G-O-D, Milly, she said I'm perfect Yeah she know it I ain't got time for these lames in my way, yo Way yo Milly only focus on the cake, tho Cake tho I get to the money every day, bro Them niggas tellin' stories bout that fake dough