Mall Rats lyrics

[Verse]
I take a whole eight out the jar
I smell it, then I break it apart
I hope it [?] in my car
(b*tch you do?)
I smoke big L's by the park
I'll leave a hoe if she breaking my heart
Listen here, this's what sets us apart
This truffles that I smoke, sticky like stars
I gotta sip something, 'cause it makes me parched
I get higher than the St. Louis Arch
My black SS look like a Shark, hoe
Play my part, hoe, that's just what I do here
I smoke fireworks, like it's New Years
I wake up in the morning and I roll a L
The way I live, my Momma say I'll go to hell
Please forgive me, my mind is like a prison cell (But)
At least I'm still here to f*cking live and tell
I smoke a lot of O's, b*tch, like show and tell (Dominoes)
I crush diamond wax, and it gets me slow as snails
I got the young b*tches with it, and she's sniffing rails
When the cops catch me with it, she gon' get my bail
I'm too prolific, I could never fail
Why your b*tch sniffing coke with her baby nail?
You can smell that weed before you see me
I see them cops in my city, tell 'em eat me (Eat my shorts)
It's way too easy, I know that they can't defeat me
We got them pounds from LA out in CT
b*tches wanna f*ck me
Dudes wanna be me (They can't)
I act like they never knew me
Throw them middle fingers out the qp (Out the qp)
If not, then I just probably wanna shoot me (Wanna shoot me)
Nodding off until I eat that coochie (Eat that coochie)
My lil' baby tell me that she love me (Eat that coochie)
Ricky Hil, dirty, and I'm ugly (And I'm ugly)
7:30 with no birds above me (Above me)
That mean that the f*cking sun can hug me (Hug me)
And when the night fall, the moon gonna touch me (Touch me)
Underrated, so I know they overlook me
What I'm smoking, this sh*t stronger than them cookies
(Stronger than your plug)
I wake up when it's dark, and I put on black
Everybody that I know say I'm disattached
Wish you'd let her see me, you won't get her back
And when I see her, when I eat her, when I hit her cat (Meow)
Smoke dope b*tch, smoke baseball bats (Right now)
Distasteful, they call us all Mall Rats (Tryna push me)