Get Chose - Lil Ro, Lucky Luciano

Ten packs of backwoods bitch that’s how my day go

Still got that loud pack bitch I’m on my J O

And my hoes don’t roll no swisher sweets cause they know

Ten packs of backwoods bitch that’s how my day go

Ten packs of the backwoods filled with the kush, I’m so blown

But you know the kid still handle biz, I don’t lead to the door sober

Fuckin' with a made nigga, paid nigga gettin' change in the dope spot

Cadillac two shit, new shit, no bricks on my door lock

Bitch I stay funeral fresh, Fendi and Gucci to death

Get all my bottom bitches, I ain’t have shit to do with the rest

My bitches down to take trips, my bitches down to hit licks, my bitches roll

the wood up, throw up the hood up sip lean and get lit

And when I die bury me right by bitch Mary Jane

She been by my side ever since '95 with a beat to everything

Wake up first thing on my list gotta taste that bitch, that’s how my day go

Then a nigga hit a broad and her friend, so 20 on the thang, yeah I’m on my J O

Ten packs of backwoods bitch that’s how my day go

Still got that loud pack bitch I’m on my J O

And my hoes don’t roll no swisher sweets cause they know

Ten packs of backwoods bitch that’s how my day go

Got 50 packs with stuff of that loud, my day go

Yellow pack, blue, purple, brown, light and dark every day in my J O

Keep a flight attendant when I fly to the city, she ride and go

That cali medical walked up that side blow like Diego

And they know, keep my day right smokin' till my lungs buzz

Some’ll wrap another wood and stop it with an orange crush

Train wreck in them honey berries, ba-bananas with that bubba

O.G.

wrapped in a sweet era, madness come after, I take no other

Pack after pack, roll up and choke out and smoke out sack after sack

Then bring it back, another 10 rounds by woods and we vacayin' in the back

Hop in the 'lac, another 28 grams be in hand til I lay low

Blew 'em back, on the eight, 20 keep my mind straight, gettin' head from my new

and my day ho

Ten packs of backwoods bitch that’s how my day go

Still got that loud pack bitch I’m on my J O

And my hoes don’t roll no swisher sweets cause they know

Ten packs of backwoods bitch that’s how my day go