AO Mega - Wine & Weed

AO Mega

AO Mega

Woooh

I just wanna chill
Sit back relax, we can smoke a sack
I know you down with that
I gotta big rig
We can hit the dab
I just copped a slab
Pop bottles I don't fuck with draft
Wine and weed
I'm on wine and weed
Trend setter y'all trying to be
Better guard your girl
Cause she eyeing me
I, walk in here smelling like dank
I'm that fuck what you thank
And fuck what you telling me
Hate all you want but you can't
Stand toe to toe at the bank
Bitch, I know my pedigree
Silly bitch trynna get pregnant
Smart girl wanna marry me
Give 'em this hickory dickory
When I'm done smoke on that merrily merrily
Kill'in these niggas this shit so embarrassing
Flow like the bible they shit more like heresy
All these preachers preaching and preparing me
But this hell on earth is feeling heavenly
They like what are you saying you scaring me
You wont understand I say that verily
We not the same
Recognize it buy the name
Besides, you a bunch of fucking lames
I'm tired of even thinking bout yo name
These niggas be acting dames
Foofoo you strange
Bitch get the fuck out my face
Go hard like kimbo, rampage
Every time you see me know that I'm the man
Nothing fuckin changed money still the aim
Catch me gripping grain when I'm switching lanes
Smoking dat mary jane man I'm off the chain

Yes indeed, sippin wine and smoking hella weed
All I, all I need
Bad bitch to roll my swisher
Pass dat, pass dat shit to me
Is you down baby we gone
cruise da, cruise da city street
Bump'in Bun B and Pimp C
R.I.P

Yes indeed, sippin wine and smoking hella weed
All I, all I need
Bad bitch to roll my swisher
Pass dat, pass dat shit to me
Is you down baby we gone
Cruise da, cruise da city street
Bump'in Bun B and Pimp C
R.I.P

Jump man jump man jump man
Dem boys up to something
Guess I need to slow down this just too much stunt'in
Talking all that gangster shit more power to ya, bitch
I dont give a holly hallelujah bout dat shit
I dont care nigga, no not at all
These niggas be cappin they jabba jaw
And can't even score
I'm running out like man I need some more
Bout to pick a package up on the road
Peter piper got them peppers for sho
Hold up
I been kill'in shot since the sand box nigga
Eat'in red hots nigga I'm a red hot nigga
Bout to kick game like kung pow
Every nigga got brass till the gun pow
Better gaurd your girl swag leave her dumb found
Chief Keef smoke grass by the dumb pile
Need to get cash talking money by the boat load
Whole team, squad looking like a dojo
Throwing rocks at the jail fuck popo
Yelling free my nigga cholo
Are you plugged in by chance
Nigga need a new plug trynna get plugged in
Or do you know one by chance
Like I said need a new plug trynna get pluged in
Do you gotta bad bitch wit a tan
Already got a main squeeze need a few fuck friends
Or do you know one by chance
Talking white, light skinned, brown, caramel, dark skinned
Oow

Yes indeed, sippin wine and smoking hella weed
All I, all I need
Bad bitch to roll my swisher
Pass dat, pass dat shit to me
Is you down baby we gone
cruise da, cruise da city street
Bump'in Bun B and Pimp C
R.I.P

Yes indeed, sippin wine and smoking hella weed
All I, all I need
Bad bitch to roll my swisher
Pass dat, pass dat shit to me
Is you down baby we gone
Cruise da, cruise da city street
Bump'in Bun B and Pimp C
R.I.P

Written by:
AMOS OTIS

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