Cream Soda Faygo

(Instrumental)

Cream soda faygo (x8)

[Verse]
Smokin on that herb yeah we really tryna let go
Posted at yo crib drinking cream soda faygo
All my homies walk like we woke up from the dead
Getting head, gettin bread, everything has all been said
I ain't tripping on your bitch cause I just threw her to the streets
If you just wanna start some bullshit I'll just kick you with my kleets
Yeah they timbs, flow like scrims, I can't fuckin feel my limbs
Imma pull up to the function with my twenty inch rims
Bitch we cold, like the so,-da pop inside my fridge
Got me thinking back to days I was smoking on that bridge
Watch the cars zooming by with the cops on they tail
Everybody say I shoulda quit cuz I was mеant to rot and fail
Damn, what a shame, what a motherfuckin lame
Gеt the fuck inside yo lane, isn't that the fuckin saying
If that Frieza snake a Krillin imma go Super Saiyan
If this nerd can play like chess than you better move your pawns
Jimmy Johns on my lawn, I pull off her nylon
And she say that she from Taiwan, turn the lights on
When I die, I hope I can resonate and be an icon
Cream Soda Faygo with all my fucking ice on