Buff

Yeah, two Glocks and two switches, bitch (bitch)

I like Glocks and shit

Rollin' up this good ass weed (good ass weed)

Get high off of it

If you need a picture, please, stand in line for it

Bitches on my fuckin' D (on my dick)

They gon' suck my shit, yeah

They gon' roll my blunt for me, they might fuckin' fly for me

Rockin' Alabaster, it's so timeless, it ain't none to me (it's so timeless)

Out in Calabasas, I'm like Ye, 'cause it fun to me (it's so fun)

Polo socks and Gucci shorts, Daisy Dukes for my girl booty

She be way too fine up in that shit (in that shit, yeah)

She be tweakin' hard about her fit (about her fit, yeah)

I just count up money in the Lyft (in the Lyft)

Yeah, I skrrt off in that new car, AMG this new whip

Valet off, our coke up on the dash, got me teed off (I'm so teed)

In the club, bitch, tryna kick my feet up (it's so true)

Snapback on my head, Fitted Cap up on my bros (on my bro)

Used to wear them same shoes, now my Glocks is buff

Baby, my name HDOE, that bitch do what I say so

Feel like 2016, the way I'm out here smokin' dope

Got her thinkin' 'bout the days that it was just me and you

We together way too much, she think that we a couple (but we not)

But you know we not, feel like I've been shot

But I feel way better with what I just popped

Been up 48 hours, been goin' outside

Think I need to change my ways, but I think that I'm not

Chain weighin' down my neck, but I still look up

You can keep on hatin', but my name is what you look up

Angel in my mind, but the Devil all inside my cup

This money ain't shit to me, I take it and rip it up (I rip it up)

Ever been so high, that this shit start to get scary?

I feel like Jane when she died next to Jesse

Ay, don't get mad, don't envy

I step outside, they all watchin' me

Two Glocks and two switches, bitch (bitch)

I like Glocks and shit

Rollin' up this good ass weed (good ass weed)

Get high off of it

If you need a picture, please, stand in line for it

Bitches on my fuckin' D (on my dick)

They gon' suck my shit, yeah

They gon' roll my blunt for me, they might fuckin' fly for me

Rockin' Alabaster, it's so timeless, it ain't none to me (it's so timeless)

Out in Calabasas, I'm like Ye, 'cause it fun to me (it's so fun)

Polo socks and Gucci shorts, Daisy Dukes for my girl booty

She be way too fine up in that shit (in that shit, yeah)

She be tweakin' hard about her fit (about her fit, yeah)

I just count up money in the Lyft (in the Lyft)

Yeah, I skrrt off in that new car, AMG the new whip

Valet off, our coke up on the dash, got me teed off (teed)

In the club, bitch, tryna kick my feet up (it's so true)

Snapback on my head, Fitted Cap up on my bros (on my bro)

Used to wear them same shoes, now my Glocks is buff

It's so buff, it's so buff, bitch

Now my Glocks is buff

Yeah, yeah, whoa-oh

Yeah, yeah, whoa-oh (bitch, it's smokedope and it's HDOE)

Yeah, we know how we up (glah-fah)