Luxury lyrics

[Chorus: Both]
We rolling J's, rolling blunts
Rolling deep in that luxury
Come f*ck with
I'm f*cking beats, like f*cking freaks
And luckily, you're stuck with me
Come f*ck with them
Or come f*ck with
Cos we puffing trees
Really nothing b, really nothing that you can't see
We rolling J's, rolling blunts
Rolling deep in that luxury
Come f*ck with
I'm f*cking beats, like f*cking freaks
And luckily, you're stuck with me
Come f*ck with them
Or come f*ck with
Cos we puffing trees
Really nothing b, really nothing that you can't see

[Verse 1]
I'm a f*cking mic killing machine
Trapped with a bag of weed
Can't you see?
I'm stunting on n--gas like ye
Now, watch your little b*tch look at me
She admire the flow
Wouldn't you know
A companion so [?]
Oh, stop
Cos you're not killing me
Like I said, in your dreams
f*cking up with your sleep
Let's go [?] sheets
And I'm f*cking these beats
'Til the bust go skeet skeet
Put it up in the deep sleep
You the weak link
Make your [?] and I walk on water
Since I was a toddler, at three feet smaller
You rapping to bother just like a father
Cos I f*cked your b*tch and I f*cked your mother
Working some magic like I'm Harry Potter
Turn 'em into water, get 'em so wet
Better go get [?] test