Harry sax

[verse] U nikkas smoke camels get ya cigs up Rollin mid in swisher sweets get a big blunt Yea that bytch a lil slim but she a big one puss say lookin like a rump roast wit a big cut [chorus] Hit a Haitian ho made her scream in creole Bitch musta did voodoo on my peephole nikka tryin to show his as but i don’t see bro Put the pistol in his face, the barrel is a peephole [verse] Hit a nikka rim like Shaquille at the free throw Hit my big homie on the phone cause I need dope 36 zips of fetty wap hit it 2 times A brick of cocaine minus 9, I got 2 grinds I’m a next level thinker I got 2 minds I knew I’d be a millionaire when I was in that school line Smokin purple leave you bloody red with that blue iron nikka imma boss now, no more shoe shines if I ever get caught imma do time I’m in Publix rollin up a blunt ma’am do you mind?