Fookah

(GGP)
Ooh, lolli, ooh
I'm still high
I pull up stuntin', trying to get some money
Through with the onion
(Sosa on the beat)

Ay, I pull up stuntin', I was trying to get some money
I came through with the onion, they say that shit smellin' funky
The cops pulled over me, they say they ass smellin' weed (smelling weed)
'Cause I be smoking on the Tooka and you be smoking on the fookah

I've been smokin' on the dope, made my lungs black, oh well (yeah)
You better stand where you at, don't try me, pussy, don't go there
You better watch your ho, 'cause she give me top so well (so well)
All the Keke's call my phone (call my phone ring-ring), they hit me like I got a dope sale

I'm ringin' like I got a doorbell, all my fiends, and they say give 'em more hell
Hop out the whip, it feel like the floor fell (feel like the floor fell)
He squeeze, he can't breathe, give him more air (give him more air)
I'ma wait outside his house and build a fort there (build a fort there)
Midnight, ring his bell, give him more mail (more mail)
Gotta lot of beef, taco meat, more shells (more shells)
You know my cash longer than your whore hair

Ay, I pull up stuntin', I was trying to get some money
I came through with the onion, they say that shit smellin' funky
The cops pulled over me, they say they ass smellin' weed
'Cause I be smoking on the Tooka and you be smoking on the fookah

The cops pulled me over, and I swerved on 'em (swerved)
He say he smoke Tooka, he got nerve on him (he got nerve)
Your bird boring, call another bird over
He think he hard 'cause he got shot, but we gon' put another burn on him (another burn)
Bitch thinks she's bad, gotta curse on her (gotta curse)
I be fresh to death, I grab the hearse for him (I grab the hearse)
Stop hatin', sit back, and you can learn somethin' (you can learn)
Bitch, I'm Cyclops, I'm always tryna burn somethin' (always tryna burn)

I know you need some money, and you can get some (get some)
Wipe me down to the ground, like I spilt some (like I spilt some)
Enough about you, here your bitch come (here your bitch come)
I was doin' nothin', and she suck me off like I did somethin'
I don't talk about muscles when I say I got big guns
You think you real, but your ass really fiction
You niggas really pussy, I'ma get you all some tampons
You want a autograph, I need something to put my step on

Ay, I pull up stuntin', I was trying to get some money
I came through with the onion, they say that shit smellin' funky
The cops pulled over me, they say they ass smellin' weed (smellin' weed)
'Cause I be smoking on the Tooka and you be smoking on the fookah (smoking on the fookah)
(Sosa on the beat)