Fried

Hoe I got things to do
And I got things to prove
Know I'm geeked up to
They like we ain't high as you
Don't know why you trying to
Know that I been fried (uhhh)

Shawty want no ties (uhhh)
Shawty know I'm high (uhhh)
Time keep passing by (uhhh)
Shawty is you going to slide to me now
Show me the vibes I roll up the ounce
On whatever you on
What you about
You know my cup getting muddy now
You know my group getting money now too
I said fuck it so I went and dropped the roof
I show off my bitches because they not you
I just took a perc it brought me to the moon
I just started trippin I ain't leave my room
Wont be long until I'm gone

Hoe don't call my phone
When I'm on don't hit back
No I don't want you back
I took riches from rags
I got rich off rap
I ain't have to be in the trap
In the hills can't see me now

Hoe don't call my phone
When I'm on don't hit back
No I don't want you back
I took riches from rags
I got rich off rap
I ain't have to be in the trap
In the hills can't me see me now

Hoe I got things to do
And I got things to prove
Know I'm geeked up to
They like we ain't high as you
Don't know why you trying to
Know that I been fried (uhhh)

Hoe I got things to do
And I got things to prove
Know I'm geeked up to
They like we ain't high as you
Don't know why you trying to
Know that I been fried (uhhh)