All my life I smoked sativa
All my life I needed peace
All my life I seen some shit
That you niggas never seen
Bout to re up
Grab my steamer
Bout to peak up
When I see him
Camp out
Glance out
Don't make me pull
My steel out
Bands out
Hands out
Hell naw bitch spread out
Get up out my whereabouts
Talking bout shit I
Don't care about
I'm a Heathen
Trap for reasons
I just need a fair amount
Trap yonce
My fiancé
Only wore hand me downs
Couldn't afford balmain
Trapping all day
That's a long day
I got bills to pay
I'll be trapping all day
I ship that shit
Then I flip that shit yea