Legal Crack

OG Daytons not them Eagle wires

Can't be compared to them Fisher-Price riders

Blowing Indo smoke in the face of outsiders

I remember being broke, I did not like it

Now we all on top, this shit lopsided

In the presence of G's, baby can't hide it

She finna cheat, it's already been decided

Before even our eyes met she was familiar with my concepts

We were each other's conquest, or so I guessed

I get dressed and back on my business

Discussing Jets on those, in my chilling clothes

But in my grind mode, really though

Making my rounds, riding my 'Lac

Checking my traps, counting my cheese

Ducking these rats, watching my back

Fuck the police, after my scratch

Got it from rap, would you believe this legal crack?

We ain't never gon' die, holmes

Too mothafuckin' live for 'em

Rap task force, got eyes on 'em

Only thing catching cases is my iPhone

See my eyes low, it's safe to say I'm stoned

Reefer through your speakers any song that I'm on

Riding Caddy Biarritz, my bitch know daddy the shit

I get it, stash it, and spin it, light up and do it again

Yeah, legal doses of cooked up coke up out my notebook

Before that chronic tree you slung that dope or you made that coke cook

Soft or hard, white or tan, smoke the green

Cornbread right out the pan, Jet Life stamp so you know you're paying

It's 22 thou, gotta count it again?

From the city where they yelling like (Fuck police!)

No man's safe on no-man's-street

Them boys been crazy they don't smoke no geeks

It's Jones baby better get your freaks

Five hundred horses, mind drifting on Porsche shit

Pound your Z, five hundred-thousand, that's gorgeous

Married to the game so why would I ever divorce it?

Hoops and in-n-out combos, contraband to my clientfolk

Ladies catch feelings and you know the rest of the motto

Aqua flow so underwater, Loius Vouitton goggles

I drop it up and drive, time to thug light my hydro