Tuna Roll (Explicit) Kid Ink

Business as usual
Money on my mind I can feel it in my cubicle
Fuckin' 95 wasn't made for a cubicle
Niggas know I'm raw-tuna roll

You know what it is kid ink up in this bitch
Hear that errr smell the scent
Bitch I'm all, all in
One hit and leave a niggas nose twitchin' he wished it would
What I'm smokin on I sware to God I'm floatin' in a drift
Alumni we the illest
Sicker than contagion
All up in your hood like my niggas workin' crankin'
Know that l.A. Is the city but it look like we from Asia
Say I don't be in my city? Who the fuck is you pholasin
Let's go!
Yeah!
Well alright!

It go peter picked them peppers nigga I just picked them hoes
Swimin' in the money how I'm livin, boathouse
I don't need a floaty cause I'm sittin' on a cloud
Tell the world kiss my ass head up look at me now bitch!
Back on immense, stack on stack I'm rackin' em' in
Sware that they ain't fuckin' with me talkin all that essence
Yeah!
Bitch I'm blowin' up, cue the bomb
Niggas know I'm raw tuna roll