lirik lagu kush rolled up – c plus
[intro]
uh, i got my kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
sac city n-gga yeah you already know yeah
[verse 1]
i’m goin’ in like the front door, sw-ngin’
kickstand made of styrofoam, leanin’
like lupe last single, beamin’
seven forty fever white dime blade nina
young chaz wheeler all about that cash either
in or i transform like bumblebee does
bubblegum kush rolled up in a naked beelah
these n-ggas mad that i’m hot yeah they hate the fever
in the kitchen with the pot like i’m a barista
in the kitchen with the pot i’m beggin’ to chief up
end begins at the dinner table with linen able on my big boy sh-t
everywhere my need cable got a stallion named savanna she stay in my stable
she clubs in on that paper so i call her staples ball hard 24 like i play at the staples
but it’s our co lines like a barcode
go!
[hook]
so tell a friend and i’m iller than you ever been
in the game playing for keeps that’s why they never win
win, yeah i said it they don’t ever win
been to h-ll and back now i’m going back to h-ll again
i got stacks on the dressers scale on the floor
burner on my hip couple carats ’round my throat
they can’t comprehend how hard a n-gga goes
i did it for my city cause it’s all a n-gga knows
got my kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
i got my kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
it’s all c.i.t.y. n-gga if you wit’ me let me know uh
[verse 2]
the flow sick yeah i wrote this on my death bed
i’m just tryna milk the game like i’m breast fed
you outta know that ya young n-gga cold
let my old hoes suck me off thizz call it x-head
i came to bring the pain like messhead
what’s the hold up i’m just tryna blow up like a meth lab
it don’t matter if ya bloodin’ or ya cousin real n-ggas f-ck with me f-ck whoever doesn’t
that’s word to my older brother’s cousin 20 n-ggas on stage yellin’ free new money
fly trap how i stick to the paper flyin’ through the trap got my stickers and my papers
license and registration sticky in the paper rollin’ up blazed gentleman not a gangster
uh, but i still keep it g though, all about my chips squeeze a clip for the fritos
[hook]
so tell a friend and i’m iller than you ever been
in the game playing for keeps that’s why they never win
win, yeah i said it they don’t ever win
been to h-ll and back now i’m going back to h-ll again
i got stacks on the dressers scale on the floor
burner on my hip couple carats ’round my throat
they can’t comprehend how hard a n-gga goes
i did it for my city cause it’s all a n-gga knows
got my kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
i got my kush rolled up
fitted sittin’ low
it’s all c.i.t.y. n-gga if you wit’ me let me know uh
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