Indica lyrics

Smokin indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin indica
f*ck is up my pockets doubled up man you should f*ck with us

In the cut
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin indica
They only f*ck with us because they know that they can't f*ck with us
Indica, my b*tch from India, her name is India
Sinister my middle fingers up if i'm offendin ya
Prisoner, inside my own mind
f*ck the minister
Im poor as f*ck
He rich as f*ck
And he never did sh*t for us

They killin' us
When we innocent
But we not innocent
Honestly we really guilty of this f*ckin ignorance
We pinning tales
On these damn donkeys in the living room
If birthdays was is worst days we'll just sip it when we thirsty uh

Hey Mr. Rager
Tell me where the f*ck you going
Every time I drop another verse they like
Rap God Pat Ron he going in
But it's back to not f*ckin with these hoes again
Mastered the craft and the flow again
Last night I got so muthaf*ckin high
Might've took three days but I rose again
Indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
I cruise kinda steady cuz my b*tch never ready have that ass outside when i'm pullin up

They f*ck with us
Only cuz they know that they can't f*ck with us
Come vibe with a n*gga
Come ride with a n*gga
Pull up to the function and turn it up

Smoking indica
b*tch im in the cut
Bumpin Indica
f*ck is up my pockets doubled up man you should f*ck with us

Indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
They only f*ck with us because they know that they can't f*ck with us

Smokin Indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
f*ck is up my pockets doubled up man you should f*ck with us
Indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
They only f*ck with us because they know that they can't f*ck with us

Sativa be at my leisure, while I eat pizza
Im glowed up
Don't want no basic b*tch
I need a diva
She thirsty, this b*tch keep beggin, bye Felicia
Erase ya, then I delete ya
I got amnesia
I surf the flow
I get surgical
This muthaf*cka boutta need some anestisia
Take ya time and elevate your mind
If I incline the grind I won't need you
From the flames of hell
The strong will prevail
Against darkness that try to mislead you
But by the grace and the Glory by the Lord himself
Into the light of God I may lead you
That was Flowcaine one
But this the sequel
And that was just the beginning so this the prequel
I keep on tellin' them n*ggas they not my equal
I eve an equivalent to this amount of evil
I peeped in these people
Lust in the steeple
Black on black so my whip limit evil
These hoes ain't loyal
b*tches so disequal
Rollin up my weed anywhere that it's peaceful
Indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
Im smokin green
Trippin' sippin'
Hit me up, if you really wanna f*ck with us
Cuz they f*ck with us
Only with the knowledge knowin' that they can't f*ck with us
I'm back to back
Blowin blunts
I pull up to the function and I can't even function bruh

Indica
b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
f*ck is up my pockets doubled up man you should f*ck with us
Indica

b*tch i'm in the cut
Bumpin Indica
They only f*ck with us because they know that they can't f*ck with us