[Chorus] Pass me that lighter, I'm in dis bih' wid a well known supplier I wan' be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper I get my kush and dopey off a boat I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke My pockets look like bookies like I spoke Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note Start at the bottom, went straight to the top Stop at the middle and pick up a knot Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot I might give dis bih' whatever I got
[Hook] Yeah mon, set up a shop Yeah mon, roll and I stop Hey man, president watch Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks Yeah mon!
[Verse 1: Young Thug] Skeet off a rollie, I pull up on bae Mama ass so big she taking up space, that shit in the way All of my diamonds they wet, I feel I got 'em out the sea Pull up on shorty you know that I'm kicking the shit like Spike Lee I know all about you, I know where you be Break em' somethin' off proper, If you wan' play with me Where was y'all fuck nigga when I was screamin' out "help me out!" Tryin' to take some now boy, you gon' hear a bow Leave you dead on the couch with one in yo' mouth Put 50,000 on your head like a spouse Aye, won't have me when my dick go "Pow! Wow!" And I done poured a fo' of that Act', then I rolled me a blunt from that
[Chorus] Pass me that lighter, I'm in dis bih' wid a well known supplier I wan' be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper I get my kush and dopey off a boat I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke My pockets look like bookies like I spoke Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note Start at the bottom, went straight to the top Stop at the middle and pick up a knot Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot I might give dis bih' whatever I got
[Hook] Yeah mon, set up a shop Yeah mon, roll and I stop Hey man, president watch Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks Yeah mon!
[Verse 2: MPA Duke] Pass me the lighter, I'm packing the fire Don't fuck with no liars, Michelin all on my tires I'm moving the chickens - Mike Tyson I'm burning these nigga like Niacin I'm speeding, I don't have a licence I'm bombing like Jerry, no Rice Shooting the clip but I got me another one Bussing, you running, No coming, No comment Came up in trenches and nigga trying to turn a 7 gram into a whole onion I know the Birdman, I can get them chickens in whenever I want Give me the word man, I can call up baby, I can get them P's here in the morning Pit in the fire, I'm spitting the fire I think I'm a dragon, I'm all on the wire Dressed to impress in my Balmain attire These nigga be singin' like they in the choir Was I gonna wanna be like Michael, no Myers I do not hang with loners, I hang with buyers Niggas steal something, his ass goin' in the fryer I cannot love her, I can just one-night her Roll up the weed then
[Chorus] Pass me that lighter, I'm in dis bih' wid a well known supplier I wan' be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper I get my kush and dopey off a boat I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke My pockets look like bookies like I spoke Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note Start at the bottom, went straight to the top Stop at the middle and pick up a knot Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot I might give dis bih' whatever I got
[Hook] Yeah mon, set up a shop Yeah mon, roll and I stop Hey man, president watch Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks Yeah mon!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
