Imma just start it off, put ya bars on bruh
pistol marksmen thoughts, in the whip with a broad getting topped
yea we all finna rock, whatcha want
*** they call me the doc, puffing blunts with an army of thoughts
hitting box, have her leave her phone outside cause I swear to god she the cops
tripping balls
tellin groupies imma turn em into stars
sniffin bars in a bars smoking purple from a jar
.............just goin a few imma add more to though join in................................................ ..