Garden Party

I been smoking Indica I sent two men after I wash my hands of her I tell my man mans, two more You know I'm sinning of course Gon' buy a Benz and a Porsche Me and my men And my 40 Where my Beretta? Call Foreign, hmmm Don't disrespect the pimp Give her her money I'll never let a bitch Get nothing from me New rifle on my hip And I'm not hunting Beretta pistol grip So go and act funny Them niggas don't know shit They don't know nothing We been lapped them They ain't quit? Shit That's not funny They panicking like Quick! Shit— F*ck! Do something Cause they know I'm the shit They cant stop looking Cause they know I'm a hit They cant stop booking That back-end lookin' crisp But I must not touch it Beretta pistol grip But I must not bust it Man, every time you call for me Y'all want something I'll never love a bitch How I love my money Yo nigga is a bitch Don't be mad it's funny I call it how it is She want be my honey I can't love another the same Won't say you love me Say you love me Why am I away? Why am I ashamed? I can't find my face I can't fix my face I'm just back at eight I don't wanna wait I cannot see wait— Falling out place Falling out of frame I don't trust my brain Help me, disassociating heavy I have no control and I'm in my woes I just Reap and Sow I just Reap and Sow If yo nigga go down, pick 'em up Keep goin How you leave yo nigga down Niggas now, no morals Give the Prince His Crown As I take my throne I'll TAKE MY THRONE Khaleesi's home Bitch I brought Drogon We gon' hoe them We don't know them I've been chosen Give the Prince His Crown As I take my throne I'll TAKE MY THRONE Khaleesi's home Bitch I brought Drogon We gon' hoe them We don't know them I've been chosen