Lyrics Spliffed Up - King Justo

Look
Spliffed up
Sk been spinning the towns just looking for Opps and you know that he blicked up
Amiri the denim the patch work crazy lil nigga you know that they ripped up
Shit ain't the same when it come to this fashion lil baby you know that I'm ricked up
Like you fell Nina there for the lift up

They don't want no trouble
Ain't no madden get hit with this stick guarantee you gon fumble
She get nasty the two hand twist if we talking bout bundles
Like the '02 said lil bitch yeah she twist and she tumble
Better speak with Ya chest when you talking to me don't mumble
Like we in the arena lil baby get ready to rumble
Been on different sides been rich and been broke so know how to be humble
Been chasing that boy so long that his shoes start to crumble
The hood feel like Gotham lil baby just know that we live in the jungle

He not like that
He thought he was tough and got turned to a pack
Chrome heart tags Matty boy on my back
His car got a hundred that Honda got wacked
Bro cutting up with the chop in his lap
Big GLS still Infront of the trap
Shell hit his head made that boy take a nap
Ain't dissing nobody just stating the facts

Bro hit one sixty we digging like
Let off then got missing we drifting like
Finger itching we spinning so different like
Go to church cause I'm dripping in Christian like
Where the fuck is SK he still missing like
Turn here there he go almost missed the light
Made Ya month in a hour that shit was light
We be out while y'all sleeping we love the night

Never play friends with the Opps
Like we hooping I give that boy shots
Back of the Bentley she giving up top
Like he was a orphan gave that boy a pop
She know she a leg but I just want the bop
Two two three rounds in this clip ain't no props
Lil bro a chef how he cooking up rock
Just call me a doctor I'm serving up Wock