[Intro: reef]
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, woah, woah
[Chorus: reef]
Bro just pulled up in a Mazi, see they're hating
I'm a Percocet power tripper, always ventilating
Tote a heater, turn your block into some bacon
Gutter boys, know we came straight from the basement
[Post-Chorus: reef]
Backwood, Facebook, it's what I'm facing
Super Smash Bros, got a pole, it's known for taking, baking
Leave you in a box (R-rated)
Misplaced, outcast, always feeling jaded
Run up the sack, got big bag and blew your back in
Always been a pussy, don't know why you acting
With my brothers, splitting all this money like a fraction
Saving bullets for my clip, you know that we had to irratio— (Oh, woah, woah)
[Verse 1: reef]
(Saw you looking down from afar)
It's complicated kinda like a stolen car
Tiger Woods, three shots, tryna hit par
Run up, meet my chopper, lit just like a cigar
Counting this bread while I'm getting this monеy
I told her I love her, but that was a liе
Yeah, your bitch on my dick and she hop like a bunny
I told her to stop, but she do not abide
Yeah, lil' brodie berzerk when he off of the Perc
Tryna merk, but I told him "Got no alibi"
Yeah, potato my clip, pull up, let it rip with a stick
And it turn your whole gang into a fry (Yeah)
Oh, how bad it hurt? I'm still asking her
For remorse, but it seems that she is so sure
Laying back, counting money like a fucking clerk
T-bone, big steak, leave you on a shirt
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, woah, woah
[Chorus: reef]
Bro just pulled up in a Mazi, see they're hating
I'm a Percocet power tripper, always ventilating
Tote a heater, turn your block into some bacon
Gutter boys, know we came straight from the basement
[Post-Chorus: reef]
Backwood, Facebook, it's what I'm facing
Super Smash Bros, got a pole, it's known for taking, baking
Leave you in a box (R-rated)
Misplaced, outcast, always feeling jaded
Run up the sack, got big bag and blew your back in
Always been a pussy, don't know why you acting
With my brothers, splitting all this money like a fraction
Saving bullets for my clip, you know that we had to irratio— (Oh, woah, woah)
[Verse 1: reef]
(Saw you looking down from afar)
It's complicated kinda like a stolen car
Tiger Woods, three shots, tryna hit par
Run up, meet my chopper, lit just like a cigar
Counting this bread while I'm getting this monеy
I told her I love her, but that was a liе
Yeah, your bitch on my dick and she hop like a bunny
I told her to stop, but she do not abide
Yeah, lil' brodie berzerk when he off of the Perc
Tryna merk, but I told him "Got no alibi"
Yeah, potato my clip, pull up, let it rip with a stick
And it turn your whole gang into a fry (Yeah)
Oh, how bad it hurt? I'm still asking her
For remorse, but it seems that she is so sure
Laying back, counting money like a fucking clerk
T-bone, big steak, leave you on a shirt
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