GO BUMP ON ALL PLATFORMS - TRILL N COVER ART, WRITING , BEAT, MIXING N MASTERING ALL DID SOLO . . . . . . . . . . . . . . lyrics down below 👇 I fly bitch i, i I fly like paper, get high like planes Hit the mothafucking dispo up for hella different strains Smoking purple smoking purple to the mothafuccin face Grape swishers or a dutchie is the mothafucing way We the wave, to the grave nah we never change Care less to whata fuck nigga gotta say Middle fingers to those motthafuckers anyway Im down to what i say anyway Mother fuck him fuck her crazy motthafuckers That came outt tha gutta, bussin wit the choppa i'm the gunna, word to my mother, no mother's boy but i'ma motthafucker Since a jit since youngster Ballin like an athlete wit no jumper If ya ever fuccin wonder from the a where its hot up in the summer Pull ya card bitch i'll pull yo number Gott the glock by my side if im ever out numbered mothafucker Yeah we sliding in hooptys Makin horror film movies With the hoes i be choosey 1night stand witta groupie Next morning forget her Was off the xans, knew better Yeah i'm on to the cheddar Don't like rats like shredder Knockout pussys, mayweather Well below in the nether Come dance with the devil Rollin heavy, with metal Witt the foot to the pedal In the roll of a rebel Deads roses were left Cause bitch i never settle I smoke a blunt of that fluffy fluffy Hotbox nigga get it stuffy Bad bitch nigga get the cuddy The revenue, get the money High day n night, like kid cudi Young niggaaaa get into something Like getting hoes n gettin hunnids Doing drugs n saying fuck it Crossin shit off my bucket list Saying fuck the niggas who fucing switched Still with the same niggas who never switched In case you fucking missed I'm saying fuck all yall i'm innorgant as shit Off the benzos i be bent On the hood but ion vent Been dancing wit the demons and i needa repent Bitch got that ganja scent That's my mf rent And if you're bitch send a text bitch get left on read more