Tortuga

I pull out three blunts lit up then roll some more, because I want

Haters can't get what they want, they mad, 'cause they can't chill with us

Little boy can't come near to us, the pressure is to furious

She say I'm too dear to her, but I forgot 'bout who she was

All my **** pullin' up so deep you can't do nothin' to us

Switch it back to me, I'm sittin' back 'cause they don't bother us

Who can say who? Who? I give no fuck 'bout him or anyone

Bitch, I'm fuckin' creakin', my emotions don't come visit her

(Haters gonna hate and ain'ters gonna ain't) Who?

Two blunts, shawty, here's one for your bitch

Sike, give it back, I don't give a ho shit

Bitch front a gram, so we know she ain't shit

I don't give a fuck how a hatin' **** feel

He thinkin' we broke, but that's a joke, you can sell

You club hop while I switch hotels

Boy, give it up, I said your not quite there

Your shows ain't shit, ****, you don't even compare

I told her come through, she say, "I'm here"

Gucci ain't here but she still say burr

TundraMan smoking on that iced out pier

I iced out blunt cryin' iced out tears

Leave it up to me, I'ma break this ****'s spirit

TundraMan, Iceman, literally chillin'

Boy, test me? Better make sure you're really serious

Hollowsquad cuttin' out of any **** feelings, you bitch