Lyrics:
I'm on L.A. time, six a.m. flight
I figured I'd put out somethin' before this shit dropped (P2)
We found too many Bob Marley pages
Got new beats,
chosen She told me, stay out by the way and make
Sure that your pocket's loaded Trapstar lifestyle, bitch, I run it up
I feel like Giannis Bitch, I'm
the king lion lion king no Disney Rest In Peace Bob Marley
He’s the fucking goat. That’s my fucking daddy right there yea
Smoking a lil weed and it’s lil
understood finally
If you want to come and get it you know where to find me
'Cause I don't got no time for anyone who be tryin' me
Know if they don't
me, John Cena
Play my cards with a poker face
Sometimes I feel like the only race
Racing, speeding, still hungry like
I ain't eating, call it even
wine
I got that Bob Marley kush
Take a hit and unwind
I'm bout to rework ya spine
As I hit it from behind
And we can do this all the time
But I don't
foolish
Smokin ounces on daily
Bob Marley zooted
He a fooli wit tha thu wop dont make em use lt
Bet
Ima get a check
Fuck it
Run it up
Double up
Bitch im all
dotti,
She like to party,
Everybody in the damn place, Wilding,
She wilding, Go molly,
She naughty, She a batty,
Smoking on that Bobby Bob Marley
in a jam rock style
All the people them well versatile
Smoke it up in a Bob Marley style
Living it wicked and wild
Who loves it in a jam rock style
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
veg no salmon
Lil Bob Marley we jamming aye
I don't really give a fuck what your man say
None of that shit can really affect me
Niggas be talking but
yourself
So you don't know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get "The Gas Face"
don't got knowledge yourself
So you don't know what that mean, a'ight?
Who suped you up to do the record in the first place?
It lacked taste, you get
to catch me
If I had a friend, would you call up your bestie
Smoking more gas than the homie Bob Marley
Do a cannon ball on the mattress 'cause I'm gnarly
twice
Probably not see what I’ve seen in 1 night
That feeling you’re an old soul in a past life
The only way to know the feeling what it feels like
demonstrate
Four by four, eight by eight
Twenty by twenty bars, I demonstrate
I'm on that Richard Pryor, Bruce Lee, Muhammad Ali
Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix,
know cause I just feel like I’m roaming
So what can we do
Besides put my faith in you yeah yeah
If you made this far in this song I thank you twice
It
or men of wealth
Meet me in the tavern to drink my health
BOB:
Oh, who's that standing in my path (BING: Stand clear!)
Arrgghh, don't ya know you're
or men of wealth
Meet me in the tavern to drink my health
BOB:
Oh, who's that standing in my path (BING: Stand clear!)
Arrgghh, don't ya know you're
your business
Mickey Mouse cheese, hip-hop Walt Disney
Sheesh, gosh, Oshkosh B'gosh
Smokin on that Bob Marley, listening to Pete Tosh
I-I-I do me
It's just Me against the world
Yeah I'm by Myself
Its me and my girl
I don't need no help
For someone Who's "irrelevant"
Y 'all give me lots
by my attitude that I'm most definitely from
Don't you know, don't you know (ayy)
New York was killing me?
Yes, I was standing nearly dying here
I whip the hellcat like a Ferrari
Smoke gas like I'm bob marley
My Benz is a widebody
Headshots like a cod lobby
Yea I move weight and I smoke dope
Tragedy, MC Shan and the whole crew, you know how that go
Marley Marl, and my man Big Bo locked up in the piece
And my man Drawz, you know
(Big Mayo
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