[Hook]
I got a couple sweets rolled and whole 'nother O in a Ziploc
They see the pockets on swole while the light hit the stones on the wristwatch
Don't gotta ask [bad word] it, man it's easy baby they know my name
All the cash that we blow on some weed smoke - they say, bro it's a shame
Boy, you know it's a shame

[Verse 1]
Pop da smoke like pop out
And I'm pimp all the hoes call me Papa
Gucci, Chuck Tays, I don't [bad word] with no Prada
Fresh off the plane and I'm smoking like High Times
It's better to be a star
NY - I'm copping them weed jars
LA - my hoes got medical weed cards
And my swag through the roof
I hit the mall a boutique and tear it down
See what I got on you want to wear it now
Think I'mma drink on her, when she get naked
Married to my money so [bad word] think I'm taken
She keep beggin' me to creep
I heard your song I can do better in my sleep
All my [bad word]  some better with the heat
Better keep the peace (might wanna do that)
There's ink everywhere you see
And I only smoke good weed
Only wear designer man
If I [bad word] with baby girl, gotta be a 9 or 10 (swag)

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[Verse 2]
Last night I made a [bad word] forget all about her man
The reason for them guts in your garbage can
I roll expensive spliffs
She [bad word] me for free, but for you she's one expensive [bad word] 
Keep blowin up my sidekick, know I'm at the studio
Another couple thousand, every time I do a show
That meaning I'm really eating
And everyday of my life is like the weekend (swag)
I wake up to good weed and new clothes
Go to sleep with more money and bad hoes
One of my 3 phones buzzin through my sleep
I know you heard of my name
I'm buzzin all through the streets (Yeah)
And I be with bosses
Get your [bad word] together [bad word] or count your losses
And in case you ain't get the portrait
I'm a make it clear: [bad word] it's star year (swag)

[Outro]
Yeah Man, It shouldn't be no suprise for y'all niggas
Swisher sweet flickin'
Chavo Chasin, Taylor Gang, Heavy Hustle

[Hook]