mix and master by me
beat prod glossalia

lyrics:

I be smokin black n mild an the fuckin thraxx
In the kitchen whippin eddies with the fucking pack
I got hunnids in my pockets, hunnids in my lap
I'm so cold Inside my heart but my pockets fat 
I pull up inside a Honda, whippin Christmas it's an honor 
Throw this shit up like Osama, weed get sticky like a llama 
I'm so out the box so random
Stole a cart and then they banned me 
When they get here imma blam em 
Leave yo ass just like a Bambi

Many pounds that I'll smoke in just an hour 
It's too much sticky maybe that's why I'm so sour
I let my conscious eat away and it devours 
But I'm still focused and I'm getting all this (money!)

Cheese and them racks in my fuckin chucks 
Money in the bin, it's so fuckin clutch
You ain't give no fucks and I can tell just by your
(Chucks, chucks, chucks)
You don't like my music, shut the fuck up!
I be doing what I want, you still stuck on yuh
They be saying stupid shit, got me saying bruh 

I be smokin black n mild an the fuckin thraxx
In the kitchen whippin eddies with the fucking pack
I got hunnids in my pockets, hunnids in my lap
I'm so cold Inside my heart but my pockets fat


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