Ganja

[Verse 1: Ls.baxkend] Yea, Ls. on the block, got that shit on lock [?] you know what it is Niggas tryna [?] with me, I’m not with that shit Gotta bad lil bitch she gon [?], woah For some simple shit, for some simple shit Gotta bad lil’ bitch, she gon get the drop She know what it is, she know what it is Yea, she know what it is They gon never try me, cuz I got the stick If you run up on me, imma pop em like a pimple bitch Choppa on me, in the kitchen like i’m whipping shit Nigga tryna rob me, you know he gon regret that shit Choppa on my body, itchin tryna catch a hit [?] that i’m gunning it Yea [Verse 2: xaviersobased] Got my shooter sticked up in the car, if u wanna try sum If he talking hot, we gon rob em Bitch i gotta couple sons, imma father Rock the [?] in thе club, nananana 1c shit had to shyne out 1 seat in the front, thеy behind now Wit my nigga baxkend toting on the chop, woah We can’t get pulled over, Ls. gunnin from the cops, woah [?] smoking on sum ganja She like 1 spliff punching, baby it’s the grabba If you talking shit lil nigga, imma find you Pull up wit the glizzy popper Baby on my dick, because I rock designer Walk up in the hoe with that mf, uh uhhh She don’t love me, she a lust uhh Ls. dumping if these niggas run up