Always Saucy

Ho
Its a lovely day
Haha
Yah, yah
Ayy
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I dont got much but love
All of my homies are waitin outside, ayy
Yeah, know Im ready to roll
Smokin on hundreds, Im ready to die, ayy
And by the way, we gettin high today
Heavens the bed, see your bitch on my testies
I hit it like Messi, a mile away (Ooh)
Like whats up with you?
Feel like Shamu, boutta ride the wave (Shamu)
Gravy come through for your boo
Fly away to your bitch like
Whats up? How you doin?
**** some, PT cruisin
At the club, Im perusin
Bust a nut and keep it movin
Thats that money talk (Whoa)
Gravy got the club doin bunnyhops
I got the mighty Dodge V4 on my watch
And you mustve got your shit at Craigswrist
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I dont got much but love
All of my homies are waitin outside, ayy
Yeah, know Im ready to roll
Smokin on hundreds, Im ready to die, ayy (Yuh, yuh, yuh, okay)
Im bout to log off (Uh-huh), bout to nod off (Uh -huh)
Askin all these questions, I start resemble Nardwuar (Uh)
Trick, huh? Ta-da, some rock Prada
Used to sell them drugs, always showed em like asawed-off
Half made em start up, thought I was a narco
Read between the line with me, Im somethin like a barcode
His white tee, you make the bread, thought he make it sorrow
Seats in the whips same color bone marrow
Shh, I smell an enemy in the vicinity
And when the battle begins, I turn to an entity
Killin shit like my last name was Kennedy
State killin shit like shit is named Kennesy
Friend of me, enemies aint the half you pretend to be
Only percentage of what I let you **** niggas be
Sicker sauce, roll like carb patties with Jelly Bean
Built different, what you see in my damn anatomy, bitch?
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I dont got much but love
All of my homies are waitin outside, ayy
Yeah, know Im ready to roll
Smokin on hundreds, Im ready to die, ayy
Winters in the backpack
Bout to buy the whole city in the Blackjack
You know Trippy keep it flippin like a flapjack
If Im goin up north , then I go to my source (Yeah)
But you stay in my course like a black cat (Uh)
Hell-bent, love, baby, but I passed that
Now its just a little something I can laugh at
I just wanna get lit where the cool kids is
Where the wild things are, Im a goddamn star
We about them bucks, we about them bars
If I ever get stuck , I dont gotta restart
I just need to get high, better land on Mars
Gotta lend my broads, gotta get a new car
I just want another cause you breakin my heart
Im on another level, what you thinkin?
Trippy got it, quickly drinkin
Ayy, when I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I dont got much but love
All of my homies are waitin outside, ayy
Yeah, know Im ready to roll
Smokin on hundreds, Im ready to die, ayy
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I dont got much but love
All of my homies are waitin outside, ayy
Yeah, know Im ready to roll
Smokin on hundreds, Im ready to die, ayy