They wanna hate it, try to break it,
Yo, I sat around the illest
While we all G off, automatic Mayans
Violate me in the rain, get more respect
Heavy gauge, gettin' blazed,
But he ain't even shaved,
Bigger vets, bigger baguettes,
Three or more 2004 blazes
Looking good, it's all hood,
Peace, less smoozey and sways, y 'all
They count real bank and thank em,
But it's yours and it's mine
Plenty of friends, Henny and Gin
In this motha -motha, let's get pumped
Like I ain't took a bath in a month
You can find me where the thugs be at
Club be at, a fact I love women
In Houston call me sucker for love
Cops searchin' motha -fuckas for drugs
That common nickel, dimes,
a shot of Remy in my system,
And baby, I ain't just a little
Haha, you know I crack my self up
sometimes with no excuses
Like every that done time,
Math, the magnificent, not Jeff
I see the game done gone impotent,
Intoxicated and faded by your honey wine
They want to hate it, try to fake it,
but it's yours and it's mine
God has made it, so divine
Yo! Charlatan Smith with six shots,
Leave your head like a shouting monk
Himilkush, Christian, and Sweet Swisher
In search for Bobby the Digital,
Head full with a grey goose and red bull
A cage full of beer, weed,
A dime piece, my new type of s***
like birthday cake witches
My word is scornful, hard to respond to Dirk
McGurk be sellin' Bolton in Honolulu
Brooklyn s***, wild like Shaka Zulu
shots will go right through you
Text me in Kaui or the streets of Maui
In the 2006 Pitch Black's Audi
Drivin' by, I'm like howdy
I'm faded by your honey wine
Seeds and shine, they wanna hate it
Nothing can change it, gotta make it
I'm faded by your honey wine
They wanna hate it, try to break it,
God has made it so divine