what i got

Swear to god bitch you aren't what i got ay
 Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ay
 Fuck the opps we won't stop 'til we drop ay
 What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye
 Swear to god bitch you aren't what i got ay
 Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ay
 Fuck the ops we don't stop 'til we drop ay
 What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye
 You ain't seen the type of shit that I can do
 Catch a fucking body roll a blunt or maybe two
 I can take you to my island where we'll kick it til' its noon
 Maybe smoke some marijuana if you wanna I'll come through
 Bumpin' Cordeh, I'm feelin' okay
 Smoking an eigth, I'm fadin' away
 You wanna play, so come on let's play
 Oozy on oozy yo bitch my jacuzzi I hit it all day
 This shit ain't no fuckin' game
 Frankly I don't fuck with all of y'all lames
 Hittin' me up almost everyday
 You can't get a verse so just get out my way
 Stay in your lane if you know what is best
 Huskai and Guardin been fuckin' your ex
 Why is every rapper obsessed with sex, this is simply a test
 This is me rantin' and ravin' 'til these words start pavin'
 I'm tryin' to make it okay
 So fuck all the bullshit you know
 That I'm on it I'm doing this everyday
 I'm tryna be honest but these kids don't
 Want it they just want a beat and some flames
 So turn it up louder start snortin' your
 Powder and repeat the words that I say ay
 Swear to god bitch you aren't what i got ay
 Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ay
 Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ay
 What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye
 Swear to god bitch you aren't what i got ay
 Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ay
 Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ay
 What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye
 I've been tryna ball I've been tryna ball
 Waiting for shawty to call, waiting for shawty to call ye
 Finesse from the mall, all this money that I saw
 I'm just tryna get so rich, please shawty you come along ye
 Tag team tag team in yo bitch
 I'm with my bro Nicholas and we fuckin' on yo bitch
 We was takin' turns in the motherfuckin' condo
 I didn't even use a motherfucking condom
 I'm fuckin' round with you, I'm fuckin' round with you
 We didn't really do that ye
 I was in the whip and I'm sittin' in the back,
 With yo bitch under the blankets but that head is feelin' wack
 Baby we was never meant for each other
 I'm so sorry I don't love you I love your mother
 Never liked your head but I loved hers
 Can't remember it because I had a drunk blur
 Swear to god bitch you aren't what i got ay
 Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ay
 Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ay
 What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye
 Swear to god bitch you aren't what i got ay
 Rollin' up, smokin' pot, stackin' guap ay
 Fuck the opps we don't stop 'til we drop ay
 What you got's not a lot you ain't high ye