[Intro]
Gang, gang, ayy (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)
She keep calling me selfish (Self, self)
She don't even know that I'm helpless
You're the one always rebellious
[?] like Reggie (Damn)
I cannot—
Damn, ayy
[Chorus]
How can I free myself of this shit if I can't even free myself with that bitch?
She keep calling me selfish, she can't even tell that I'm helpless, she always rebellious
I put a whole lot of roaches inside of that 'Wood 'cause my new pack smoke like Reggiе
Might as well stuff the Backwood with some lеttuce
Bitch never got her own weed, she a peasant
I just don't know how to live in the present
I just don't know how to live in the present, bro, I just don't— (Uh, gang, I just don't know to—, yeah, yeah, ayy)
[Verse]
So many hoes, niggas fiending for lessons
Roll in the dough, I got cheese for the relish
I really embellish, I'm smoking a bitch out
Now that I'm rich, I could go to a bitch house
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, two hotels in one week in my hometown
For what? Damn, ayy
Wonder what's makin' me waste my money on hoes when I'm not even horny, damn
I'd rather just tell her conspiracy theories 'bout JFK dying in his forties, shit
How can I free my trip, ayy
Gang, gang, ayy (Damn, damn, damn, damn, damn, damn)
She keep calling me selfish (Self, self)
She don't even know that I'm helpless
You're the one always rebellious
[?] like Reggie (Damn)
I cannot—
Damn, ayy
[Chorus]
How can I free myself of this shit if I can't even free myself with that bitch?
She keep calling me selfish, she can't even tell that I'm helpless, she always rebellious
I put a whole lot of roaches inside of that 'Wood 'cause my new pack smoke like Reggiе
Might as well stuff the Backwood with some lеttuce
Bitch never got her own weed, she a peasant
I just don't know how to live in the present
I just don't know how to live in the present, bro, I just don't— (Uh, gang, I just don't know to—, yeah, yeah, ayy)
[Verse]
So many hoes, niggas fiending for lessons
Roll in the dough, I got cheese for the relish
I really embellish, I'm smoking a bitch out
Now that I'm rich, I could go to a bitch house
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, two hotels in one week in my hometown
For what? Damn, ayy
Wonder what's makin' me waste my money on hoes when I'm not even horny, damn
I'd rather just tell her conspiracy theories 'bout JFK dying in his forties, shit
How can I free my trip, ayy
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