Tree Spot

Never been full of it, take you a width Fire the shit, high on the shit I got some doe doe to fire, give me a lighter ya bitch (Lighter, ya bitch) Spark it and pass it around I'll be entitled to hit Wait 'til it come back around Then I'm finished the shit, diminished the shit Then I replenish the shit Everyone happy and jolly, J-Jooka came to this bitch Got me some love in this bitch, up with the Bloods and the Crips Not police shit, see 'em and I dip (gone) They say I'm running the shit when I be rapping, I'm lit Got all the game from the MAC Just so happen I'm packing that bitch Gotta get me a reaction, it's faction I'm fuckin this bitch, I grew up in this bitch J-Jooka grew up in the shit I'm growing out strains of this shit Yo partner got plans for this shit Be handing out samples Trying to grow me a brand in this bitch I keep it popping like a Pringle top And mannish, ya bitch 'Cause all this business that I'm doin' finna make me rich G-Lock by her G spot and it's on unlock Tree spot by the D spot, but that's where we not Up top on the roof top, now that's that true guap (true guap) Plus that wet WAP, gon' need a Wet-Nap How come I can't go and visit your bitch today? How come the kicks I got on don't cost about six today? You would think I'm blind how I'm ridin' with that stick today Niggas tryna be me, eating fish-fillet I'm eating Chick-fil-a Louis V on a BP, I'm up in Dc's Foams on like I'm at 4-3 But that's a .223 Riding with something like America's top model My paint same color as a avocado My grill diamonds crushed, your jeweler got Cubans, no trust These Greg Oden niggas is a bust (Uh, okay okay, bring it back) I bought a Hellcat then went low upon the bread rack Brought the Hellcat back, then left the lot in a scat pack Four .15's slapping like it's Will Smith G-Lock by her G spot and it's on unlock Tree spot by the D spot, but that's where we not Up top on the roof top, now that's that true guap (true guap) Plus that wet WAP, gon' need a Wet-Nap We going yanky, big packs of stanky I got a fifth of dranky I pull up, pot heads thank me Like I f*ck with you bro I'm like you f*ck with the smoke, okay I got different flavors I got banana bread, wedding cake, and cookies like bakers I shipped a pack to Nevada, another pack to AZ I got so high off the tree, I shipped them packs back to me I mean, I smoke good, I smoke great I take lunch and smoke breaks No, I don't like to vape I rather roll my shake (ayy) I can't smoke it if it look like parsley Do you smoke Lori Harvey? I just gota know The answer yes, then we can blow Catch a flight or hit the road like I pack the fire I pack a lighter, never know when I'ma blow Never know when I'ma smoke Eyes low like I'm Asian, blazing like the soul of Satan No cap, I got packs wherever you at I can get it there, send the addy I'll ship it there G-Lock by her G spot and it's on unlock Tree spot by the D spot, but that's where we not Up top on the roof top, now that's that true guap (true guap) Plus that wet WAP, gon' need a Wet-Nap