RWT (Roll Weed Time)

[Intro] Yup, yup I look up Cause I can't look down on yall bitch niggas no more, man If that casket ain't 24 karat gold when I die Then I ain't made of enough fucking money man and that's real talk! God! [Verse!] This my roll weed time Don't turn it into dead in the street time Her legs do the peace sign. (Mmmm!) Know the hood so well don't need street signs Young, rich, and iconic Big titties I'm signing Burning bitches and chronic Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I'm in a comic? Everything I rock I design it, realer nigga, won't find it Okay, I be stacking that cheddar, bet that shit won't expire Got me balling so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I ain't even no lie Bitch I ain't saying that shit to brag neither, I'm saying that to inspire I'm like, damn boy, fuck you saying boy? Hating on me, knowing that you is a fan boy When I'm around you call me cuz like we fam boy? Rapping like me let's me know that I'm the man boy Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a real nigga entree I gave her my grindate, my food is picante My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend beyond gay I seen him hang with Deandre and they was looking like prom dates One time for my hood 'til I go in the ground I'm throwing it up cause they holding me down I'm perverted as fuck, got a pole in the house Got your girl and your girl and they hoeing it out But you standing outside cause no hoes is allowed If you work like I work, you would throw in the towel Once you get in this life, man, there's no coming out And haters look at me like snow in the south Surprise nigga Man fuck it, I'm on, you off and I hope you die nigga Why you alive nigga? I'm stackin' dough cause my momma addicted to spas Yeah I'm the one that these hating niggas despise You better take off your fucking disguise, nigga Bitch! Made it's in your eyes nigga Lies nigga Shut the fuck up, everything'll be fine! Cause this my roll weed time!