Intoxicated

Can you feel me now it only took a hundred songs
Good weed and intoxicated women in thongs
Word is bon I put that on my mom
Strapped to a rocket escalation to the top is where I’m going
Feeling daper call me Pierce Brosnan
High shit munch out like action Bronson
Get a mill and feed all my Niggas starving
Puff dank like Marvin the Martian
Flow arsenic burn holes in haters brains for barking
Steady sparking up roll another blunt
Get dumb as fuck whole team turnt up
Rolling mad green like a 20 foot putt
Real winners leave when their up
Big pounds stashed in the trunk
Nigga
She intoxicated from a young Niggas lifestyle
Still I build an empire from ant pile
What goes up must come down
I stay balanced and never touch the ground
Here it is verse two on these hoes
Heroin chic models with coke on their nose
I’d rather twist up this Indo unwind with some Nintendo
Passing blunts with my kin folk
Reminiscing about bitches we ran through
Like Juggernaut this grind will never stop
Till I’m chill and old or my heart gives out
I’m a Leo so you know What I’m about
Soul of a million Mufasa’s
Go greet the baddest bitch and show her to mi casa
Gh rastas minus the dreadlocks
Bet you feel me in yo skin like small pox
Eyes stay bleeding just like Frylock’s
Be aware and check ya blind spots
Nigga