Speech ( O.N.I.F.C 4 Year Aniversary)

Intro:

Shake’n bake

Nigga ain’t doin’ nothing, just sittin’ here and swaggin

It’s easy though

It’s easy to not give a fuck

Verse 1:

Fresh outta first class

Fresh outta herb nap

My outfit straight outta fur

So fresh to death

My car from overseas

The steering wheel on the other side

I’m givin’ it

All I got is smokin’ what’s left

So much money on weed

So much smoke in my chest

I take the lessons I learned

And put ’em all in my flesh

Tatted, got a strong weed habit

Going hard, could have sworn you niggas had it

Buying champaign with the tabins

We order more drinks, bring the cabs in

Rip up jeans, call it fashion

A lot of cash and a lot of gras

You niggas broke, you ain’t gotta pass

Chanel bags and I’m proud of tags

Spendin’ stash, you ain’t gotta stack

Young and rich, don’t know how to act

As the wheels keep spinnin’ and my joint keep burning

And my team keep winnin’

Chorus:

Roll up, whats the hold up

Roll up, whats the hold up

Verse 2:

Thinking ’bout some shit, that rap taught me

Sittin’ in a whip, that rap bought me

Look at all the things, that I’m affording

My nigga mean I’m ballin’ like a sports team

You doin’ some shit, you think is flossin’

I was doing that back, when I was fourteen

Gettin’ it, buying the most, flippin’ it

Sixteen, time to pay rent in this bitch

I wasn’t even thinking of making millions

I was just thinking smokin’ and chillin’

And trying to pay the bills

Try get my mom out of this building

And I got my mom out of this building

I never took a hand out

Matter fact I put my hand in

Now everything you see is planned by me

Boss of my own shit, TAYLOR GANG E.N.T

Nothing but that cali strong

Gettin’ blown by the pound, bitch TNT

Chorus:

Roll up, whats the hold up

Roll up, whats the hold up