I dream of cush blunts, hot fashion and females She never smoked one below way the weed smells Pistols in the front, chopper on the back porch Lord knows I wanna teach him but he asked for … words, let my money do the talking I think the game needs some change like you kill for parking We’re to blame, you motherfuckers ground control We escape, skip the rates, pick a cloud and go My… bow ratio, bisexual, bad everything I want soon as I let them know I snap my fingers and God wild be there to… Call me the deep and you try and sing like the London Bridge Big city smoke problems, hate me cause I get a plate off it What are they starving? Where I’m at?… say you got another question,.. it Ask me if I’m falling Wow.