PreRoll

[Produced by Kid Class] [Verse 1] Private flight to the city that your bitch in Changing scenery if baby girl bitching Prerolled by the dozen, young nigga I should stop Diamonds in the watch make your main bitch flop Been slept on cause niggas don’t know me And time equals money so I ball for a Rolex Grew up cross the world, y’all ain’t never left the city We fucking old hoes, they got the new titties Smoking OG, hopping out the town car My ex hit my phone like stop acting like a star Extendo blunt put a nigga on the moon Private club, members only, swear to [?] coming soon Work a little harder, need a whole lot of commas Fuck you and your friend if you down lil mama Vintage frame shopping, I be in and out of [?] Tell the waiter bring me Figi, I ain’t fucking with the soda [Hook] Living like this for the rest of my life Kush had me high for the last few nights Private club the squad and we always on the road Take a look into the duffel, there’s 100 prerolls I need 100 prerolls, 100 prerolls 100 prerolls, me and your bitch need 100 prerolls [Verse 2] 500 for a three pack of [?] Ts And your main player hate cause your man ain’t me They call me Cartier Rizzy when I land in the D And if her pussy top flight then she know where I sleep And I say it to your face, ain’t no need for the sneak [?] Carleton with your bitch and we stay at the peak The pussy’ll get Debo’d, OZM and prerolls Feel it in the air like my name is Beanie Seagal I got tickets to the show and your wife want to win em What you paying for your mortgage what I blow on a dinner This boss shit lil boy, you better get with the system Been hot, I just need a perfect timing to pitch it I drive it a couple days, I’m at the dealer to switch it Just came off tour and these hoes want to kick it If I hit her more than twice then I do got to ditch it And she not a Benihanas, she a JR Cricket [Hook]