Option$ - Get it started

I Walk up in my opp face I know he ain't bout it
I walk up in this bich you know ima get it started
I Call my plug up for the low you know I bout it
I was hella open In the field you know I shot it
I'm Catches all these plays I fell like in Odell
She all up on me like boy what's that's fuckin good smell
I'm ballin in the ritz you know this ain't no fuckin hotel
Cops come around you don't tell hood girl she gone pravel
This drip you can't buy on sale
This kush fuck up my lungs damn
I'm smoking on a good strain
I'm ballin like a suns man
I'm lit up get your sun tan
This ice on me ain't meltin
These ratchet hoes I'm servin
I might pull up suburban
Jays got em like Welvin
Kush I know it's smellin
My dick on on me she grabbin
I'm smahin in her mansion
Neighbors can't hear moanin
I'm fucking until the moanin
I Walk up in my opp face I know he bout it
I Walk yo in this bitch you know ima get it started
I Call my plug up for the low you know I bout it
I was hella open In the field shit you know I shot it
I'm Catches all these plays I fell like in Odell
She all up on me she like boy what's that's fuckin good smell
I'm ballin in the ritz you know this ain't no fuckin hotel
Cops come around you don't tell hood girl she gone pravel
I Whipe his nose like he look like he smell
I'm really out on like 3 bails
Doing the dash with no seatbelt
Smoke this weed you inhale
Hit boy shit like in hell
I swear to god I'm up next
I'm stacking shit like textrus
I'm the goat like I'm the best
Should I step out with My Louie vest
I just might up this auto tech
He want smoke nigga iight BET
Fuck yo bitch cause she want Sex
Hollyhood Ima bang my set
Tunnel vision when I'm aiming best
Smoking fingers nigga fuck the rest
I Walk up in my opp face I know he bout it
I Walk up in this bitch you know ima get it started
I Call my plug up for the low you know I bout it
I was hella open In the field you know I shot it
I'm Catches all these plays I fell like in Odell
She all up on me like boy what's that's good smell
I'm ballin in the ritz this ain't no fuckin hotel
Cops come around you don't tell, hood girl she gone pravel

Written by:
Evan Dorsey

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