Looks (feat. Doc Kollins)

Yeah BLOTTIVADED Game so cold, got me smOkin' hella cooks Wasn't for this weed, need some money on my books I'm just trying to live but I always been a crook My bitch bad but I ain't with her for the looks Game so cold, got me smOkin' hella cooks Wasn't for this weed, need some money on my books I'm just trying to live but I always been a crook My bitch bad but I ain't with her for the looks Cruising traps all through the map Got caught moving packs I bet you would rat But me, I never thought of doing that I just hit my lawyer, post the bail Then boom I'm back (I'm back bitch) Acid tabs in the back of class Still wondering, how the fuck they passed my ass Hardcore, Cactus Jack And I put you in a box, this a casket match Son you like I'm Liston Bitch you need to sit and listen Fuckin up the vision baby Fuck up out my business Muthafuck the system bitch I get it how I'm living Seeking out the wisdom Yeah baby, I'm tripping trippin And I do as I say so Gimme gimme all the bankroll Gotta stack like I'm Bezos And I need my case closed 'cause the Game so cold, got me smOkin' hella cooks Wasn't for this weed, need some money on my books I'm just trying to live But I always been a crook My bitch bad but I ain't with her for the looks Game so cold, got me smOkin' hella cooks Wasn't for this weed, need some money on my books I'm just trying to live But I always been a crook My bitch bad but I ain't with her for the looks I'm a hard act to follow I'm Adonis, I'm Apollo See the Creed? Swha I'm a G-O-D (God!) See a bad little bitch tell her ven aqui (mira mami) Big bands on the field, this the SEC Nigga balled like Kap just a SOB Niggas say they trappin' they just cappin' You ain't trappin'! Boy you know the faction Ain't no lackin' Ain't no lackin'! These white hoes poppin Xannies Lookin' like I won a Grammy Thang on my hip Walkin' like I pulled a hammy Never do my dogs like Tony did Manny (not my dogs) Sippin Heem like fuck I need a liver for? Loud pack got me in this bitch before I hit the door I triple bread like big macs This big mac push ya wig back Shwali with the tropicana Clip banana, hit the hammer Fuckin round with fuckarounds don't fuckaround That rocky road, let thotiana buss it down Game so cold, got me smOkin' hella cooks Wasn't for this weed, need some money on my books I'm just tryna live but I always been a crook My bitch bad but I ain't with her for the looks Game so cold, got me smOkin' hella cooks Wasn't for this weed, need some money on my books I'm just tryna live but I always been a crook My bitch bad but I ain't with her for the looks