Circles

Let me introduce you to the bag, here's my only friend

Love you till the end, we always gon' win

Met a bitch, she bad, made a nigga mad

Yeah I had a good day, now I'm thumbin' through them racks

Had to put that shit away, I can't let you see my stacks

Niggas tryna say I'm fake, listen, all I speak is facts

If my shit is tax, then that means that shit is gas

I like smokin' wax, I like straight extracts

One hit, knock me back, leave a nigga smacked

If a nigga hate, I'ma put his ass on blast

I can't fall in love, I know it'll never last

So after I smash, you know that I had to dash