GANJA ft. Laxx P Lyrics

Young nigga with an empty stomach, tell me keep calm when I'm venting, fuck it

I'm in Kobe mode, put up 50 buckets

Grow the powerfade, know the bitches love it

Niggas gossiping and switching subjects

I'm the hotter topic, I'm the target budget

Bitch you bugging if you turn the other cheek

Hear me comin, sounding like a hunned deep

Float like a hummingbird, or a bumble bee

I got the urge for the shit that trouble me

I'm bad with words except when I'm sunder beat

Sing a sonnet now she wanna jump up on it

Never scared, show me my opponent

What's the word, ahead of the curve with it

Niggas turned the burbs to the curb really

I'm just tryna get served, Ion serve niggas

But got 12 nipping at my nerves, I think I need a shrink or a nurse

I'm feeling the worst, rocking myself on my shirt, the finest nigga on Earth

As long as it's gas, give fuck if it's green or it's purp, lift a nigga off the earth

Nigga on a shirt, rest in peace to the dirt, rest in peace to this, hey

Peek at the clock 187, I been killin time, any witness buried

Never lost da sight, always peep the carats

I been hearing thangs, I been barely caring

Burn the bridge quicker than they missed da ferry

Rey da Rikitikitavi to ferrets

Hop in chariot, get da product, now I'm cherub

Seraphim, I'm grimmer than the darkest terror

I got black thoughts all on me, scratch dat, my army

Muthafuck the route of plan b

No convo, spit kanji, no sweat dis con-tnt burst up yo concrete

But my head turnin like laundry

So we gone keep burning da ganja

Nigga my head strong

Niggas pop up like he got it I show em he dead wrong

Taking strides like both of my legs grown

Out my mind like all of my meds gone, these the times

Rose out the fire

Lean on my peace like I poured out a line

Nigga pushing my patience get put in a pine

Fuck is clout, nigga pussies get pushed all the time

Okay double up

I know this ain't a race nigga if it was

I swear most of these niggas be runner up

Fuck a tightrope, grip it and double dutch

I don't like folks close i cant huddle up

I cant slow up til I'm riding blades

I been thru the murky waters everglades

I been through some shit but bitch I never change

Niggas sucking dicks for clicks and some plays

I'm M.I.A out the way i cant play out here its played out here low key

I'm still an enigma, niggas keep saying its static but I ain't heard nothing

Don't hear em, bruh send me a signal

If I get on they song, nigga don't get me wrong when I send it back, sending a missile

How you pissin yo pants with a pistol?

These niggas minstrels, get off yo menstrual