Za Trippin

Once I light this wood up, you bet not talk to me Man hoes for everybody, I don't walk with em Cj to my left, right pocket, I got chalk in it Man streets a dirty game, I done lost niggas F*ck I done lost niggas I'm the type to nigga drip, f*ck Lacoste nigga Why the f*ck you leave yo fye , bring your chalk with you In the opps hood, fucking hoes, these niggas soft nigga F*ck, these niggas soft nigga Why the f*ck I'm in your hood, and you not in it Why the f*ck you got an engine, if you not spinning Tj just saw the opps, I threw the lob, I saw Bron in him Don't think I'm in here by myself, I got squad with me I just rolled my 4 wood today, I got Za Sickness If you ever see me lazy, just know Za did it Me n Cee should be in hall of fame, how we lob bitches F*ck, I'm still Za tripping One puff of Bubba Kush , now my life ended Two seater with your bitch, how my night ended Trying to make this pape anyway, I know time ticking