Loco

(Yeah, huh, huh, huh-huh) Yeah, huh, huh Feel me? Huh, huh, huh, huh (what the f*ck, Solid?) I get pieces shipped straight to my front door, I don't shop at storefront no more Two bad hoes at my hotel, no, I cannot stop for photo Brand-new Bugatti, no trunk, every time he try it, no luck Every time we high, roll more, shawty way too hot, loco I don't know if it's me or that ganja Or the real bad feelin' about y'all Gettin' closer to bringin' me under They don't know how it feel to be us now Shut the f*ck up, I just blew twenty-thousand in one spot Me and Wock' gettin' fucked up, we got two whole pounds for two nights This my third blunt, I'm gettin' higher than real life, huh You might've heard somethin', but you don't even know what it feel like, yeah I'm puffin' on herbs, son, make the bitch smell like marijuana Go 'head and pick two bags, shawty I'll get 'em back next day, probably I get pieces shipped straight to my front door, I don't shop at storefront no more Two bad hoes at my hotel, no, I cannot stop for photo Brand-new Bugatti, no trunk, every time he try it, no luck Every time we high, roll more, shawty way too hot, loco Oh, okay, I just want her for her body, huh Me and Beentex way too fried, we just be sittin' in silence, huh Baby, wait 'til you get this high, wait 'til you get this high, oh If you feelin' like shit right now, just wait 'til they switch up sides on you Shit bound to happen, type shit bound to happen, huh Five-million-dollar crib, look like Downton Abbey No addicts in my clique, we just got some habits High, high as shit, feel like I just got to Heaven I get pieces shipped straight to my front door, I don't shop at storefront no more Two bad hoes at my hotel, no, I cannot stop for photo Brand new Bugatti, no trunk, every time he try it, no luck Every time we high, roll more, shawty way too hot, loco Brand-new Bugatti Every time he try it Every time we high, roll more Roll more, roll more, roll more Roll more, roll more, roll more Roll more, roll more