[Verse 1: Fortay]
Smokin' weed and drinking up, shit, I'm just hanging
Hotel staff probably think a cunts slanging
Drug weighing, pay trip up my alias
Quick to make a flip, fuckin baggin' up that Taylor Swift
Ain't no player shit, I just fuck a lot
Pump the stuff a lot, probably done it on your fuckin' block
Cop another drop, flip a move and shit doesn't stop
Bunch of thots, in and out this bitch, like the fuckin' broth
At the Meriton, it fuckin' never ends
Stash spot on level 4, party up on level 10
Getting bent on hen in the spot lifted
God's gift is... What are cunts smokin'?
This is a scene mixing lean hittin' green
Shit between my knees keen zip the jeans
The lick could be your dreams
Create a fuckin wish, man, I love the biz
Random cunts and bitches ain't allowed
Shut the door no one allowed its' goin' down, fuck 'em all

[Hook: Huskii]
Rollin' Kelly and the Swisher Sweets, no business sweet
We up in the penthouse, where the lifts are secret
A missin' P will be sleep, and we almost did the cleaners
It's bittersweet how we keep hopin' these suits on weekends
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