Dank

Nicky boy going so dumb in a white tee,
Knowledge be cooking up nightly,
Now look it all these scrubs wanna fight me,
Cuz i be fresh that they bitch tryna sight see,

Don’t hit me unless it’s bout my bread,
Bitch i’m the god time to bow y’all heads,
Don’t need a lick i’ll hit your bitch instead,
And maybe back in the day we could’ve still been friends

But honestly,
I really just don’t think i’m smoking enough dank,
I need me some bombay,
I need me some more drank,
I need me some more yay,
It make me feel like yay,
I really just don’t think,
I’m smoking enough dank

God damn i’m really on it,
Yeah i’m flossing ain’t talking orthodontist,
Straight bossin but no i ain’t from boston,
And if they looking for a feature it’s gone cost em

Like a 1-0-0-0 then tada,
Ima have your bitch sucking dick in some prada, shake for the chicken yeah the whole enchilada,
I don’t need no picking i can get it how i wanna

Nicky boy going so dumb in a white tee,
Knowledge be cooking up nightly,
Now look it all these scrubs wanna fight me,
Cuz i be fresh that they bitch tryna sight see,

Don’t hit me unless it’s bout my bread,
Bitch i’m the god time to bow y’all heads,
Don’t need a lick i’ll hit your bitch instead,
And maybe back in the day we could’ve still been friends

But honestly,
I really just don’t think i’m smoking enough dank,
I need me some bombay,
I need me some more drank,
I need me some more yay,
It make me feel like yay,
I really just don’t think,
I’m smoking enough dank

Maybe i’m just a fly mufucka
Blunts roached, bouta light another,
Soon i’ll get that benz white peanut butter,
Then I’ll drive it off the lot yeah straight to my mother,
Okay okay, back again in two days,
Like a vacay, but i don’t need a suitcase,
Bitch im single i ain’t tied up like a shoe lace,
I ain’t banging tho i’m just posted up where the crew stay,

Smoking dank you be smoking on that ray j,
The king of kicking it bitches still call me pele,
This shit is fire i’ll sell it and make a pay day,
And buy another pound with the profit i made today aye

Nicky boy going so dumb in a white tee,
Knowledge be cooking up nightly,
Now look it all these scrubs wanna fight me,
Cuz i be fresh that they bitch tryna sight see,

Don’t hit me unless it’s bout my bread,
Bitch i’m the god time to bow y’all heads,
Don’t need a lick i’ll hit your bitch instead,

And maybe back in the day we could’ve still been friends

But honestly,
I really just don’t think i’m smoking enough dank,
I need me some bombay,
I need me some more drank,
I need me some more yay,
It make me feel like yay,
I really just don’t think,
I’m smoking enough dank