Catch 22

I'm not out here hiding come and find me like I'm Nemo Posted with my day ones, they my mother fucking primos Bare wood blazing that's a mother fucking pre-roll Ballin' on you bitches like I'm Andre Kirilenko I'm about to blow up like some mother fucking C-4 You just smoke that boof, I'm always smoking on some diesel Birds in the desert that's what y'all just call a Deagle I just want to live, spell it backwards it's evil That bitch nodding off, she been playing with the needle Circle hella small it's the size of the Beatles Don't care how much you make in my eye we're all equal Say you got them bars so why the f*ck are they so feeble Pull up in a coupe Drop the top remove Tell me what's the scoop Are you ballin, do you hoop Pull up in a coupe Drop the top remove Tell me what's the scoop Are you ballin, do you hoop Okay wait Nah You ain't got no faith Yah Pour another 8th until I cannot feel my face Yah, yah You a fucken blade Roller but no skates Yeah your shit looks gold but it be copper at the base Aye aye aye Diamonds always dancing, they be flowing like a cadence Everywhere I go I got that loud kush fragrance I don't have a label bitch that makes me a free agent Once you get some money everybody starts hating Like some fritos I just love to get Laid I don't have a Tidal but they love to ride my wave F*ck a 9-5, I feel too much like a slave Dicked her down so good, 6ft under in a grave Pull up in a coupe Drop the top remove Tell me what's the scoop Are you ballin, do you hoop Pull up in a coupe Drop the top remove Tell me what's the scoop Are you ballin, do you hoop Pull up in a coupe Drop the top remove Tell me what's the scoop Are you ballin, do you hoop Okay wait Nah You ain't got no faith Yah Pour another 8th until I cannot feel my face Yah, yah You a fucken blade Roller but no skates Yeah your shit looks gold but it be copper at the base Aye aye aye