Always (Explicit)-Caskey/Clickla

Bands poppin' always Xans we poppin' always Bands we shoppin' always Bands poppin' always Xans we poppin' always Show 'em bands, get to shoppin' Got them fans I'm always on a pill I'm always smoking kush up out the seal I'm always with some hoes who trying to chill I'm always on a pill I; m always high for real Always with my dogs who got the steel Always at the spot and coppin' something i can deal I'm always with some hoes i'm finna kill She always on the pill I'm always high for real We so high we ain't never get low When the drugs gone you know we get mo' I'm always high for real Always, Always, Always, Always I'm always gonna be about the dollar Just ask my big brother Gwalla Pimpin' these hoes with no problem My trap be booming and bumping My door is swinging with junkies And i'm a three time felon Who just got off probation No choices so how could you judge me I took me some e*****y at the strip club And i tried to come down off a Xanny bar My heart was beating, it was racing I wasn't really sure if i would see tomorrow She screaming, "Como te amo!" My belt Ferragamo Look like Rihanna She draped in designer You think there's a b**ch finer, then fine her This a reminder don't let them hoes blind ya I whip my diamonds, invisible sets And i shine with my blood, let me throw up my set I designer my drugs, i be boomin' with thugs I always stay high like i can't get enough Watch a ni**a levitate I've been smoking Lemon D I been grinding everyday Switching hoes on all in one day Sippin' lean i love the taste Couple blunts to the face F**k what you're going through Take you some drugs, bet all the pain go away B**ch better have my money I'm coming with Stunna You owe us a hundred, so keep it one hundred Here with my partners, you know they my gunners I love all my day ones, the ones that i run with Shout out my am'bition she left me with nothing In-motivated, i'm locked in the dungeon Off so much lean, i can't even function We all on a mission We all in the kitchen We got it, it's all in fruition The ballin' edition I knew we would make, i swear it was all intuition These rappers are faker than f**ks We come to party, we come with the style Got me a check And done got me a'rrested Ain't no one f**king with the kid for awhile I mean started, set, go With the film gettin' net Make your b**ch wet F**k her on a Canon disk set Twenty times i could go She gon' tell you what she can get I gon' bust it, leave the country Put that gold around my neck Put that d**e inside the pot Whip the d**e until it lock I'm gonna call my homie [?], tell 'em we gon' flood the block We been pushin' it, gettin' hot We the ones you gotta watch They pull us over, i'ma tell her to put it in her crotch