Rihanna

I wanna make a song with Rihanna
Got a lot of green I’m a farmer, you cannot penetrate my armour
I am in charge of my karma
Finna blow that’s word to my mama, no more passing out on the corner
I just want a cheque with some commas, heard you’re smoking weed but mine
stronger
Fuck I love the smell of marijuana, smoke a couple blunts then I’m a goner
When I’m dancing i feel like madonna, think im gon be bigger than nirvana
Every winter plotting for the summer, everybody on the fucking come up,
ain’t nobody do it like i dont it, i do everything how i wana
Got some Hennessy and im rolling up this weed that my motive, im that nigga, 5:
45 in the morning i ain’t going home i know this, you dont get it
Every blunt i roll is enormous, finna get a house in a forest, i ain’t never
running out of focous, talk down hit em wit that chuck norris
Heard the flow insane yup it sure is, made the entire song a chorus
So much fucking weed I’m a flouriest, couldn’t stop creating if I wanted