SUPERSONIC

Smoked a blunt now i can't even function Smoked another, now i can't say nothing Ex bitch talking crazy, If you gon say something At least let it that shit be true, fucking buggin' Stackin bread like it's fresh cooked Dripped out, got a fresh look Jesse Pinkman, imma fresh cook With these beats and raps, you wish that your best could Me and the homies stay faded all day It's f*ck what they all say I'll send my teacher's tickets to the show's When I'm rocking balmain If i need a zip, the plug one call away Hit a blunt, then exhale F*ck school, music is where i excel Spit a verse, then i inhale Supersonic, smoking that supersonic Alright F*ck a bitch, shit was average These good looks bag a bitch Go off the path, and catch a drift Crash when I'm blasting this F*ck what you know, what you do You ain't me hoe Get your own shoes, cus this shot worth More than a free throw No migos, takeover culture Watch your q's and p's, oh. oh, oh F*ck slo mo, i ain't give a f*ck bout Bitches no mo, Bout to go like solo dolo F*ck your bitch, on go pro And put it slow mo So you know how the f*ck i roll