Tss
So she ran up on me and she was like "Damn, I miss you"
I had to tell the young lady
"You can´t miss what you still have

See, can´t nobody take your spot
You don´t miss me, you just missing´ out"
Ha-ha-ha

Uh, I got you open off the words I spit
They tired of the rest, they need some gangster shit
Say I´m the best once the weed get lit
Don´t leave your girl around me cause she might get hit
I rock Celine and all types of shit
At night, we in the studio, where mics get ripped
Doing my thing like a titan
These niggas´ mouth hurt from all the biting
Niggas soft, I ain´t nothing like ´em, don´t need ´em
Say they my man but I don´t believe ´em
I´m getting tanned with a Puertorican

Dropping new shit for my fans
Rings on the fingers, we them champs
Pull up to the party, high as fuck, I roll up in advance
I already know you niggas fake, never trust you again
Keep a lil´ McQueen in my cup, Taylor cuff in my pants
´Nother red carpet, if they hit you up when I land

G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta
G-A-N-G-S-T-A
I gotta keep it gangsta
G-A-N-G-S-T-A

I gotta keep it gangsta

It´s Only Weed Bro
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Relax
It´s only weed