Lyrics:
Through your town this little herb stock
Growing in my yard no I never leave too far
This little herb stock
Growing in my yard, growing in my yard
I Herb
on the moon, i'ma fly star
Party out in funky town, stock yards
Feeling like a motherfucking rockstar
Bitches telling me that I'm a pop star
Pull up on the moon,
pumps so hard
For that pretty little lady from Beaumont, Texas
With the oil wells in her yard.
All that stock in Texas gold
Don't mean a thing to me
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop Is Out Of Stock
Hang Myself...Half Mast
Makeshift Patriot
The Flag Shop is Out of Stock
I hang
Weh mi do mi stock eh duffel bag wid cash
Luk how mi Louis V and mi Versace match
Eh money haffi chap
Run eh machine hot
When eh creed an eh bulgari
Im feeling like a rockstar
Pull up on the ops yard
Nigga seem confused
Like his head be screaming stop start
Dash out on a cop car
Stick it got
album drop I can chat don't flop di more we stock di money we got
Dung yard dem call mi di top a di top PG crown mi di king a di crop
VMA's Ashanti a go
Every munch is dance with my almond croissant
Gotta take off the mask
You know the almond croissant,
Make me step out the yard
Ay
Every munch is
to play with them goons in the yard
Now I'm back in the yard (Yard)
Chilling with them goons in the yard (Yard)
Cause the goons in the yard made me sprite
the higrade man a buy
A coulda yard or over dubai ,mix the OG with the cherry pie
And a brain space ship man a fly
(Verse 2)
Check the stock pon the brown
ISM on the beat
They had to bless it like voodoo
Yeah, I just popped out, gotta pop up
Gotta get a bag, get my stocks up (Money)
I'm looking for
money hard
Stock it like the teacher, or money like di Gully Gad
Man a work, man a work fi di money hard
See busy wid the money or diddi wid di money
Jefferson drive
Lighted in the amber yard, green shell back green shell back
Skylight, stock tight, nero pie-tied, in tree tar black brer sap
Reason has
Jefferson drive
Lighted in the amber yard, green shell back green shell back
Skylight, stock tight, nero pie-tied, in tree tar black brer sap
Reason has
racks
She said that shit impressive
Like Chris Brown in Stomp Thе Yard
Get shot while you steppin'
My niggas likе walkin' 'round
With automatic weapons
for a pair of Moschino jeans
Donna Karan Tank-top I got your bank stock, say who's on top?
Benjamins under the rest of them, advancing from duplex
Hook:
Ugh. I’m the guy last time I checked. Stock on the rise right now last time I checked. Lil mama wanna slide last time I checked. Don’t be surprised
[chorus]
Jeans heavy I slip when I walk
New Chevy it came in stock
I found me a lick smoke flock
I put the dope in my sock
New money time tik it
Watched my neighbor drive up in his fancy car
Huge house and a really big back yard
He doesn't know that these things will only pass
Got to come
stop smile, my money nuff like mi got oil, mi fambily dem own top ride, mi bad bro dem don't stop fly, dats why man stock brooms weh fi chop sky, plus mi
Here's my card
They call me speedy
Yeah, MyGreedy
Here's my card
Oh, get your stuff up out my yard
That's how I get down Boo Boo
Cryin' don't become you
[Common]
My eyes watch God from a place
Where times is hard, hard times we embrace
Everybody want a yard, cuz a yard means space
Being broke is
I'm in the hood pitchin' rocks
Out my front yard i'm on the block gettin'
Guap on the boulevard
While you bitch niggas actin' like broads
I'm H-N-IC
Sibbles,
And The Jewels, so cool
We stock it and we pile it and we ship it out,
You know what I'm talking about!
I got a hundred pound of Collie, dread
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