Marijuana & Bussdowns

(album: 4 Days - 2019)

Woah
4 days man, shit
Wanna feel good
We can make you feel good
Check

Ask the devil my karma is getting rough now
I be fifty thousand on marijuana and bussdowns

Italianas and Benihanas for lunch now
Blow a couple racks on my brothers if they got funds now
Heavy spliffs
Sexy chicks
Meriton
In and out Versace so much they gave me a membership
Now they trying to ban me because of censorship
But we been bouncing blows so I know we been on the precipice
Me and HUSKii be grinding until his daughter eats
I'll be right beside you 'till we're 43
Chillin getting high I provided all these imported trees
Same day you went inside we paid the lawyer fee
Smoke a couple of jays
Tell violet that uncle chill is gonna puff on the flame
Until your daddy and his brothers get that money arranged and then we (Shh)
A crazy couple of days
Now I'm back with the accountants and doing busy with Charlie Sloth
Bout to fuck my lawyer on couches until the party stops
Wake her up tell her bounce and go get the charges dropped
I'm in and out the banks and my brother gave me a parking spot
The coke levels are heavy I think the heart'll stop
Sitting round a table discussing 'bout all the scars we got
Broken souls'll be broken and that's why we laugh a lot
But hiding all my pain from my family's what I'm master of
Aftershocks
Earthquakes
Tinie Tempah I'll be stressing till this herb came
Señorita you can call me by my first name
Put on Jeremih let me fuck you like my birthday
Bitch buy what you want, I get skrilla
Baby know about the steeze that I be on
I'm Hakeem Olajuwon
You know that I get swisher when I'm
Baby I'm deathzilla
I ain't gon' be meeting your parents like Ben Stiller
Nah I ball out on this bitch like I'm Reg Miller
Strike up on the net, Ben Zimmer
Fuck tryna stack a milly I'm working for 10 figures
Yeah damn right money going landslide
Putting all my funds into a business then a franchise
Tryna get my man high
I handle these herbs
And this money is for my brothers cause my family first

Ask the devil my karma is getting rough now
I be fifty thousand on marijuana and bussdowns
Ask the devil my karma is getting rough now
I be fifty thousand on marijuana and bussdowns

We on the race to the money but we ain't slowing down
The slow is brown we get it then overflow it down
We came up with a stick
Now we go in throw a pound
Into pack crowds we sold 'em out in a couple hours
I'm tryna pay off this lawyer
I gotta buckle down
My daughter only in Gucci now when we running round
This baby seat with a key in it
She ain't even been in this whip
She sleeps with the bulletproof window hummer now
I ain't clashing these rappers
I'd have to dumb it down
Fuck a crown, I'll be the king in my fucking town
My youngest catching a shuttle bus for another ounce
Top boy I been hustling for a summer house
I can't wait for the day that they let my brothers out
Hunting round
Doing drops
Becoming a fuck around
I'm overthinking my family members who underground
I wonder if they can see me now
Would I done 'em proud