Book Me

Pop out with that shit on, got everybody lookin

All this ice on me, he done got his bitch tookin

I know how to get 'em home, every nigga tryna book me

Ain't no need to ask me, you gon' pay that ticket when they land

Now I trap exotic, weed used to do the pounds of cookie

All my niggas got vet lungs, it ain't hard to spot a rookie

Only smoke it by the percentage, this shit pressure

I ain't never been the type to short a nigga that came with extras

I'm a real trap nigga, I smoke the weed to fight depression

We the gas pack, baby, we ain't into joining sessions

I could build a bitch from the ground up if she a blessing