Pass Me The Lighter

Pass me that lighter

I'm in dis bih' wid a well known supplier

I wan' be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers

Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper

I get my kush and dopey off a boat

I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke

My pockets look like bookies like I spoke

Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note

Start at the bottom, went straight to the top

Stop at the middle and pick up a knot

Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot

I might give dis bih' whatever I got

Yeah mon, set up a shop

Yeah mon, roll and I stop

Hey man, president watch

Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks

Yeah mon!

Skeet off a rollie, I pull up on bae

Mama ass so big she taking up space, that shit in the way

All of my diamonds they wet, I feel I got 'em out the sea

Pull up on shorty you know that I'm kicking the shit like Spike Lee

I know all about you

I know where you be

Break em' somethin' off proper

If you wan' play with me

Where was y'all fuck nigga when I was screamin' out

"Help me out!"

Tryin' to take some now boy, you gon' hear about

Leave you dead on the couch with one in yo' mouth

Put fifty thousand on your head like a spouse

Aye, won't have me when my dick go "Pow! Wow!"

And I done poured a fo' of that Act'

Then I rolled me a blunt from that

Pass me that lighter

I'm in dis bih' wid a well known supplier

I wan' be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers

Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper

I get my kush and dopey off a boat

I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke

My pockets look like bookies like I spoke

Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note

Start at the bottom, went straight to the top

Stop at the middle and pick up a knot

Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot

I might give dis bih' whatever I got

Yeah mon, set up a shop

Yeah mon, roll and I stop

Hey man, president watch

Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks

Yeah mon!

Pass me the lighter (Pass me the lighter)

I'm packing the fire (I'm packing the fire)

Don't fuck with no liars, Michelin all on my tires

I'm moving the chickens - Mike Tyson

I'm burning these nigga like Niacin

I'm speeding, I don't have a licence

I'm bombing like Jerry, no Rice

Shooting the clip but I got me another one

Bussing, you running

No coming

No comment

Came up in trenches and nigga trying to turn a 7 gram into a whole onion

I know the Birdman, I can get them chickens in whenever I want

Give me the word man, I can call up baby, I can get them P's here in the morning

Pit in the fire, I'm spitting the fire

I think I'm a dragon, I'm all on the wire

Dressed to impress in my Balmain attire

These nigga be singin' like they in the choir

Was I gonna wanna be like Michael, no Myers

I do not hang with loners, I hang with buyers

Niggas steal something, his ass goin' in the fryer

I cannot love her, I can just one-night her

Roll up the weed then

Pass me that lighter

I'm in dis bih' wid a well known supplier

I wan' be just like Michael, yeah, Mike Myers

Your boyfriend cannot see me like a sniper

I get my kush and dopey off a boat

I swear to God, you hit my kush, you choke

My pockets look like bookies like I spoke

Catch your bitch and I make her sing a note

Start at the bottom, went straight to the top

Stop at the middle and pick up a knot

Proceed to the top cause nigga you hot

I might give dis bih' whatever I got

Yeah mon, set up a shop

Yeah mon, roll and I stop

Hey man, president watch

Hey mon, Ralph Lauren socks

Yeah mon