Siri Lyrics

This shit really my life these niggas in the way

Reminisce bout problems then pour it in a lemonade

Still fucking up that one lane you lil niggas in the way

Baby girl want her ass did cause she can't get in shape

Bro got a four I got four we finna po a eight

Bro got smoke I got smoke we finna blow the dracs

You better use Siri on that road you don't know the states

I see that red Cherry top then I know it states

Keep my foot up on that pedal I know no break

I be anti social before I be fake

You sitting on yo ass waiting on a lead way

I get that shit delivered to yo door like Eastbay

Bring yo bitch to Poundtown it make her knees shake

Made a ten at the crib you niggas gotta leave states

She ask why I smoke so much so I have a clean face

Drip down in mis match designer I make the scene hate

Somebody pass me a lighter I need this weed baked

Put my girl in designer she came mean waist

This shit for the gang make sure yo team straight

If you stack a 100 ball make sure yo team ate

This shit really my life these niggas in the way

Reminisce bout problems then pour it in a lemonade

Still fucking up that one lane you lil niggas in the way

Baby girl want her ass did cause she can't get in shape

Bro got a four I got four we finna po a eight

Bro got smoke I got smoke we finna blow the dracs

You better use Siri on that road you don't know the states

I see that red Cherry top then I know it states

Baby girl if you want to fly we can go that way

If you want to ride I'm gone get high you gone roll today

Broke the dice game up they wouldn't let me roll today

I don't never even use the maps cause I know the state

When bro clutching then I call him Kobe we gone score today

Upping them heats they ain't yours you looking poor that way

Off a 1000 and a cup drank I'm finna snore today

This shit really my life these niggas in the way

Reminisce bout problems then pour it in a lemonade

Still fucking up that one lane you lil niggas in the way

Baby girl want her ass did cause she can't get in shape

Bro got a four I got four we finna po a eight

Bro got smoke I got smoke we finna blow the dracs

You better use Siri on that road you don't know the states

I see that red Cherry top then I know it states

Came home and you know a nigga had a roll wit him

Wouldve brung you wit me but I heard you was bold nigga

I'm on that no limit my ppl sticking to the code wit me

She see that I'm drippy she should've been on the road wit me