KoruSe - ?????? (snippet)

[?] Eh? Lollygaggin' with my friends, how we goin' on a stang Laid back, relaxed, smokin' a fat mack, sippin' on some Tanq Passin' junts back-to-back, nigga wanna silly talk Bitch get your ass out, them [?] finna commence the walk I don't need no ana' 'cause it kinda like blow my high Test my fuckin' pimpin' like a ho and watch me make you cry Gold this, Gold that, always gotta call my name Nigga, is this pussy the only thing you know inside that brain? I know I got you sprung, and you cum like an eighth grader Fuckin' for a minute, and your nut comes out five seconds later You old enough, you say you're tough, but yet you ain't fulfillin' me Only thing I love in your pants, is your fuckin' crease If it ain't your weed, or your money that you wanna share Be gone like a witch, and sorry, bitch, it's just a nightmare The antidote that I smoke, can cause me to kill a man Behold my title, homicidal, nigga, this ain't no Candy Land A mind-control substance that be tellin' me to take a hit "Gangsta Gold, smoke me up," you know I can't resist that shit Glock tight on that ass for the nine five, I'm comin' clean Straight up out the 'Crest, so yes I'm smoked out on the fuckin' scene Glock tight, smoked out Means a nigga's quick to die Glock tight, smoked out If I can't get high Glock tight, smoked out If I see you chiefin' hay Glock tight, smoked out I'ma blow your ass away If it's just a little wood, but not a bag, I buy a TEC 'Cause I can make that little wood put your stupid ass in check I'm fiendin' for that dope, them chill buns got me chilly A shotgun through my nose, I suppose, will have me actin' silly Bud on my mind, mane, bud gets me crazy As I inhale the smoke, I just go into a daze Gangsta Gold, chiefin' hay, nine-mili on the side, gettin' buck Smoked out, keep us high as a motherfucker, as she blaze a blunt up Creepin' through the cut, with a yalk, try to make a stang See we is on that dizzope, so we can't do a damn thing Saw my niggas in the Click, walkin' down Shady Vista Street We tried to make a move, but my nigga double G can't feel her feet We gotta keep that high, as we smoke another junt or two 'Cause if you try to blow it, trick, I'ma have to serve you Paranoid, can't you tell? Inked out is what I mean Chiefin' hay got us fucked up, 'cause we smoked out on the scene Glock tight, smoked out Means a nigga's quick to die Glock tight, smoked out If I can't get high Glock tight, smoked out If I see you chiefin' hay Glock tight, smoked out I'ma blow your ass away