Oh yeah, I told you
I do it for my soldier
I could show you Sandoya
But then you lose your focus what I told you
It's over she call my Motorola
Like I owe you, I told you
These b*tches wanna f*ck in their Corolla, Corona
I'm sipping and I'm smoking I'm a stoner I told you
I need a couple pounds of marijuana for the roll up
You know us boys, we smoking on them Cobras I told you
You know us boys, we smoking on them boners, no homo
I'm balling like a broker but I'm broker I told you
I'm feeling like the Joker getting your throat cut I told you
I'm shooting b*tches with my super soak gun I told you
I'm swerving up the curb in that rover I told you
Your flow is so absurd b*tch yeah I know it I told you
One verse go for a bird b*tch yeah I'll blow it I told you
I'm geeked up like a nerd writing these poems I told you
I'm geeked up like a nerd writing these