Too Divine lyrics

[Intro]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, whew)

[Chorus]
Ayy, Deuce, can you roll this for me?
Hold up, where the f*ck the bag of weed?
I walked in this b*tch with a pound of weed
Got it out the ground, I was in it deep
Playin' with them racks like I'm playin' with keys
The Glock the only thing that I see
Don't you love when you hear that b*tch go beep?
Oh, you broke as f*ck, you never heard that
I got a G2 with me, it got kickback
Give the Glock to Autumn!, shootin' out the kickback
You gotta Cash App me to get your b*tch back
Knock that boy head off, tell him shake that
Tell that hoe "lol" and she say she hate that
This flow right here, yeah, I made that
Your love right here and she ate that
This n*gga lollygaggin', we don't play that
She like, "Is that Rino? Could you play that?"
sh*t, you got a fatty, could you shake that?
I'm too D1, I'ma just say that
I'm smokin' the fat 'Wood in a Maybach
I f*ck with the white girl, I don't do the black
Where is the tape? n*gga, I had to push it back
[Verse]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, whew)
She want to meet right now
Chopper on me right now
I got the Moncler on me right now
I'm f*ckin' this hoe 'cause she'll bust down
I scored on the pint, n*gga, touchdown
She want me to f*ck when I touch down
And this F&N sprayin' rounds
You talkin' foul, you finna fall out
'Cause the G2 really knock him out
Have his goofy ass dancin' like Lil Dorian
I got the THC up in the suorins
Gave the Gucci belt away, it got boring
We too elite, you can't ignore us
I came on the beat with a f*ckin' chorus
You watchin' me like a f*ckin' tourist
I'm smokin' tree like a f*ckin' forest
I'm gettin' flee like I'm Chuck Norris

[Chorus]
Ayy, Deuce, can you roll this for me?
Hold up, where the f*ck the bag of weed?
I walked in this b*tch with a pound of weed
Got it out the ground, I was in it deep
Playin' with them racks like I'm playin' with keys
The Glock the only thing that I see
Don't you love when you hear that b*tch go beep?
Oh, you broke as f*ck, you never heard that
I got a G2 with me, it got kickback
Give the Glock to Autumn!, shootin' out the kickback
You gotta Cash App me to get your b*tch back
Knock that boy head off, tell him shake that
Tell that hoe "lol" and she say she hate that
This flow right here, yeah, I made that
Your love right here and she ate that
This n*gga lollygaggin', we don't play that
She like, "Is that Rino? Could you play that?"
sh*t, you got a fatty, could you shake that?
I'm too D1, I'ma just say that
I'm smokin' the fat 'Wood in a Maybach
I f*ck with the white girl, I don't do the black
Where is the tape? n*gga, I had to push it back