Hard 2 Land

I don't f*ck with 12, but when them folks come, we cop a lot Bitches at the spot, we kick em out, they ain't talkin' bout no slop I don't got no ops, niggas just be hatin', really fans This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land Told that lil' bitch not to trust me, no more, but she did, I broke her heart again I f*ck her good, but that lil' bitch can't suck no dick, couldn't get hard again Got back and got back in the back of the mouth, I'ma backyardigan My niggas gon' stakeout the layout Ooh, they in the backyard again Came a long way, now my pinky, neck and wrist on ice Bitch I ball like NBA, Told that lil' bitch can't be broke twice Watch that nigga, he be tryna steal when we roll dice Aye, these freaky-ass bitches on my dick, cause my flow nice Drunk as f*ck, high as f*ck Bitch, I'm from Milwaukee, I'm a G, keep it a buck Ayy, lil' bro, watch where you be steppin', that's an expensive as cup Just got a text that she was tired of me, I think she had enough I ain't did shit, but ran up bands I ain't f*ck her, that was my mans I can go call him right now, what you sayin' I'm finna go call him right now, why you playin' Textin' my man like this is the plan She caught me lacking, took phone out my hand This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land Told that lil' bitch not to trust me, no more, but she did, I broke her heart again I f*ck her good, but that lil' bitch can't suck no dick, couldn't get hard again Got back and got back in the back of the mouth, I'ma backyardigan My niggas gon' stakeout the layout Ooh, they in the backyard again Mercedes parked in the garage again Doin' my dance on the dash Hundred round drum go fast Bitch keep on calling me dad, do I look like a dad Play and we get on your ass Play and we get on your top Huh, we do this a lot Ayy, my old job just wasn't workin, I can't put no clock She wanna meet up in person First, let me see the twat I spent like ten up on my watch It got fifty rocks F*ck a bitch, she was suburban She got fifty crocs Ain't no square up in my circle Quick the crop em out Quick the stitch em out Quick the blinkin' down Ain't no running out It got sixty rounds I don't got no ops, niggas just be hatin', really fans This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land This right here, I'm smokin' a hundred of blunt, get too high, hard to land