Arizona tea, wit' my weed
Smokin' heavy wit' my girl cause that's all I really need
She proceed, suckin' me, get my nut and then I leave
Said she love me, I don't listen cause that shit I can't believe
Sorry baby, that's just how it go
Tryna count up all this money, hit the road and go to shows
You just like the rest, yeah you just a pretty face
Smokin' makin' music gimme time and gimme fuckin' space
I ain't bein' rude, I just do shit on my own
I'm climbin' up the ladders, and I'm stayin' in my zone
I'm tryna get known, like my name is Al Capone
And don't you get an attitude when you hit up my phone
I don't fuck with love man, that shits to stressful
I would rather count up all this money be successful
Juice said it best man these bitches be the devil
I don't like to cuff I got too much potential
