chronic

Yeah

Spend that money, throwin' bands
Nigga, be honest, she was tryna throw it like you
Throw a few bands on the rock
Now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills

Guts and brains on the floor (floor)
Broke as hell, so I had to take a dub
Niggas callin', I had to put 'em on hold
I came, and now I'm in that mode, nigga (mode)
Walk in, a nigga too smooth with it (okay)
Bend it over, she throw with it, uh
I put my leg up and groove in it
You talkin' 'bout a lot, how you move in it?

Finna pour up this double cup, we be so faded
Gots to go, talkin' 'bout she be jaded
Diamonds on me, last year, they was plated
Rollin' thrax, young nigga elevated (elevated)
Money comin' in, yeah, I had to flip it
She be doin' anything, so I had to tip her
Have me passin' out off that soul gripper
She be thick as a bitch, so I had to hit her, ay

Spend that money, throwin' bands
Nigga, be honest, she was tryna throw it like you (ay, oh)
Throw a few bands on the rock
Now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail (uh, look)
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' up chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale (whoa, whoa)
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills (oh, yeah)

Roadrunnin' 200 on the dash, put the window down, blowin' out gas
Might hit my lil' pose when that ho flash
Throw an eighth for the low, that bitch go fast
Outside with the money on me, outside with them bust-down VVs
You know I had to show the OG, you know I had to flood the AP
Niggas be fed, they police, uh, ice my wrist, Rollie
Want a good girl, holy, pop me an X, OD (oh)
Can't lie, a nigga be cravin' it, a nigga be-
That shit feel crazy, diamonds hit, light all the grave in it (whoa)

Spend that money, throwin' bands
Nigga, be honest, she was tryna throw it like you
Throw a few bands on the rock
Now a nigga two-toned it when the racks came in the mail
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills
Laid back, know a nigga be rollin' off chronic, throw a 3.5 on the scale
Throwed as hell, you would think I be smokin' on comet
Throw a few bands on the grills

Yeah, yeah