![]() Bow down and kiss these converse, Bruce LeRoy. Blowing all the cash, Preyn on them dogs like Loud Now for the youth, get louder.ĭont make me pull the horns off our head, hell boy. Vicious Automatic, Patrick, Chilly Willy, In the crowd like, Loud. Smoking on that loud, Molly on that wow, All up in the crowd. Smoking on that loud like we cant get no louder. The best rapper is the shit in toilet, guess whats in my closet. Smoking every 10 minutes, call me a kushaholic, Im LA’s Best capitals one, what in your wallet. Criminal how I take niggaz bitches, call me clepto. West Coast, no I don't know jethrow, she gave me that petro. City lights, palm trees, kush, indicas, from the state where the weather stay a perfect temperature. Im tryna get so tore up that Im bout to pass out nigga. A pretty smile we packing and passing nouns. We stir up a fucking crowd, You semolina you know Im down, Nigga. God damn it I forgot to buy a damn swisher, why I'm tripping I'm bout to go get some liquor so I can just get it from there. Walked in the shop already high, Walked out with a half ounce. OPM Overdose, thats the definition of dope. Between the partying, the pills, the pot, the bitches, and double shots, it don't stop Matter fact at times I attract a model, but grown dick, Im a real hard act to swallow. Im back stage vip, drinking out the bottle like mr marcus Im a real hard act to follow. San Fernando Valley, where the ladies at. That live next to Kardashians with fatter asses. You and your girl friends, jeans, fashion faggots. I don't pay, I don't wait in line, they know who Ras is. Shoot through the nose, park my shit in the from row. Buying out the bar in hollywood restaurants, AJ tell em what the fuck we want.ĭilated brains evoke, hop out covered in smoke. another epic story shot out to T and 40, shot out to cousteau & OMG them the homies. middle finger out the window till we back to the room. Then we cruising off back to the telly, drunk as fuck ima put it in her mouth. Hollywood nights turn to hollywood days, before the suns coming up we gone hop off the stage and hit the after hours popping at 2/3 like jordan, we aint leaving till 6 in the morning. shot of patron cheers up to the party life. them valley boys, piecing up we gone spend about a mil. ![]() ![]() 366, even in the leap year, uh, even in the leap year 366, even in the leap year We want shots of the goose, make the ladies get loose. We want shots of Patron, yea, getting it on, Stayin Blown aint nobody going home.
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