Just got some equipment back together after a 10 year hiatus. Installed Logic and immediately created this. Just playin' around getting refamiliarized with recording. Beat 100% produced by me.
Lyrics
whippity wrap that
plastic
On a fat-sack fidgety
pack that
Then I cashed that
re-up my bag fasta
Than fat cat
passin' trash bags and makin' cash
Bastards
Not me
That bag had better be free
If it's filled with dirt then no money
Only
Sticky greens no sticks no seeds
sh** for fiends
Best believe
I come with lung hunger wantin' for some funk
Deep beneath the coffee still smellin' bud
Sour Deez and OG stankin' up my trunk
Lyin' to the police said I hit a skunk
And I farted too what more do you want?
You wanna look around sir do you have a warrant?
I didn't think so, so now it's time to go
Damn I'ma get blazed on my way home
