A New Way To Shine

I got a lotta choices, but you the one I want

I could have anyone I pick, I'm tryna line 'em up

I thought one anyone in here, but now it's stuck

I only had one, now I got a pile of 'em

Pile of 'em, pile of 'em, now I got a pile of 'em

Got them bitches showin' off, my crib look like a talent show

Half them bitches goin' off, the other half know how to roll

Pile of 'em, pile of 'em, now I got a pile of 'em

Next 'shroom I take, eight hours I'm gon' be awake

I'm fully baked, you get high then you speak my language

What you say, I heat up this plate

Take J's to the face, 'shrooms middle of day

Used to like cheap shit 'til I elevated her taste

Say she like freak shit, so I put my hand on her waist

Like rough shit, roll up backwoods, she a tough bitch

Well, I'm gon' put her on papers, her nigga outside, he can't get in

Don't do anything to save her, they ain't rollin' up Kush like Cap

When I pull up my bag, got flavors

I'm runnin' my bag up like a casino, nigga, I'm runnin' the tables

Man, they don't really want it with bruh, if you want in the summer, it's us

I'm the supplier, you need the fire, you know they comin' to us

I got a lotta choices, but you the one I want

I could have anyone I pick, I'm tryna line 'em up

I thought one anyone in here, but now it's stuck

I only had one, now I got a pile of 'em

Pile of 'em, pile of 'em, now I got a pile of 'em

Got them bitches showin' off, my crib look like a talent show

Half them bitches goin' off, the other half know how to roll

Pile of 'em, pile of 'em, now I got a pile of 'em

I'm to the point, I don't even pass

You might wanna bring your inhaler 'cause you'll probably need it

No rookie here, I'm a seasoned vet

Sweet flowers, the only thing you smell 'cause this weed is seedless

I'm rollin' up, I don't need a reason

Sixth sense startin' to kick in, I can't even see shit

You can't party with my gang, you on the D-list

Smoke one with Cap, her life's completed

Make sure my rig is the cleanest, swingin' my dreads like I'm Jesus

She wanna wear my jersey, it's real nigga season

Tell her to take some 'shrooms, that liquor be turnin' her evil

Time to get out of your feelings, I don't got time for no demons

I got a lotta choices, but you the one I want

I could have anyone I pick, I'm tryna line 'em up

I thought one anyone in here, but now it's stuck

I only had one, now I got a pile of 'em

Pile of 'em, pile of 'em, now I got a pile of 'em

Got them bitches showin' off, my crib look like a talent show

Half them bitches goin' off, the other half know how to roll

Pile of 'em, pile of 'em, now I got a pile of 'em