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