Dust lyrics

[Intro]
(2wo2imes)

[Verse]
I know I make them mad, hop in the Jeep, just to drop these bags off
You know it came wit' a fee, had to tax all these grams off
Don't no one compare to me, I swear, we can have a stand-off
Got a coupe that came wit' a B, so you know it ain't the same, dawg
Uh, we gon' box 'em like that Chevy
Don't want a coat, boy, this too heavy
Please don't talk 'cause sh*t get deadly
We strapped up, ready for armageddon
Uh, got these hoes just like Jersey Shore
She's hot and ready, yeah, at the front door
And I can't even worry 'bout that lil' n*gga, he's a dork
I remember I had to get this sh*t up up off the floor
I remember I used to throw my report card away, had too many F's
I told you n*ggas I ain't get that sh*t 'cause y'all ain't pay that check
But I said f*ck school, n*gga, yeah, I'd rather get me a check
I had like four hunned pressed pills, I couldn't even move them sh*ts
But now I got them pints in, I ain't even had to move that sh*t
This Kel-Tec slow up and this Kel-Tec for a drill
You better slow up
You lil' n*ggas getting slow bucks
When we get to them racks you won't know us
Lil' n*gga, hold up
n*ggas think they so cut
These n*ggas must ride the short bus
Your mom still pack your f*ckin' lunch
Gotta f*ck that b*tch and make her take me out to brunch
These n*ggas really [?] so they ain't never ever get to punch
Smoke 'em, ash 'em like some dust