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Featuring Mac Lucci (Hook) It was right around 2 AM That's when the kush kicked in And now I'm rollin down the backstreet You can roll right past me Ain't got no time for bullshit But you can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic (Verse) Roll the windows up, let the blunt burn My turn I didn't waste even one, I don't see you niggas Ride, fuck deeply with 3 freaky bitches Infatuated by my lifestyle Slidin down the back street, I'm a night owl I'm presidential pimpin so the window tinted Kush medical drawer filled with end of Whitney Full box of swisha sweets Kush reakin from the leather seats Motherfucker yapping out here Fuck up suckers I don't fear Songtexte I'm speeding through traffic Kush smoking, I'm blasted With a pocket full of money (Hook) It was right around 2 AM That's when the kush kicked in And now I'm rollin down the backstreet You can roll right past me Ain't got no time for bullshit But you can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic (Verse) BMW bitches, music can wait I got the flyest girls, I puff the fire no seats Suck a duck a baby, I'm so inspired to be Me, that's why I'm ridin low key, I use a tree Ridin round bustin, what it do cuz? You ain't gotta like my style but you do love me Pockets fattest than precious, I am the freshest Yellow gold on my necklace Just left the club, homie on the guest list Kush blowin, 2 AM, that's breakfast Bumpin James Brown, it's a nice world That pinky ring on my hand a couple grand girl She like that I'm tatted My speakers is blastin, flashin A pocket full of money (Hook) It was right around 2 AM That's when the kush kicked in And now I'm rollin down the backstreet You can roll right past me Ain't got no time for bullshit But you can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic You can catch me in traffic Aus Songtexte Mania