Flashback, lean and weed
He puts 'em in and pulls 'em out, yeah
Don't tell me, don't tell me anything
I only think about the family and stacks
Flashback, lean and weed
He puts 'em in and pulls 'em out, yeah
Don't tell me, don't tell me anything
I only think about the family and stacks
Buenos Aires kid with a positive doping test
I hit the plate until I fall asleep, yeah
I light another Phillie, I always pray for my people
I'm moving style like it's kilos, yeah
All my n*ggas are hustling
All the babes are shaking, connections in the gang
I'm not a gangsta but I throw hands for mine
I'm in Chinatown with red eyes, yeah
Twenty-four, twenty-four hours
Money in hand like Myke Towers
On the rooftop burning sour
In the office burning sour
I roll with gorillas, with the bunnies, with the tigers, yeah
In my trap house, in my, in my trap house
She got the cake, she's got a high-end ass
Crazy Dude going to the top 'cause he doesn't suck
My trap is blooming, yeah, yeah
By law, I do it by law, yeah
By law, I do it by law, yeah
By law, I do it by law, yeah
Flashback, lean and weed
He puts 'em in and pulls 'em out, yeah
Don't tell me, don't tell me anything
I only think about the family and stacks
Flashback, lean and weed
He puts 'em in and pulls 'em out, yeah
Don't tell me, don't tell me anything
I only think about the family and stacks
I only think about the family and stacks
I only think about the family and stacks