Ma Chérie

My darling, those sons of bitches
They want to tear us apart 'cause they saw the fame
They saw Givenchy on Baby Ganga
They know I'm rich and I got money in the bank

But they don’t know, my darling, I dream of bank heists
He dreams of heists and she dreams of him in a cage
And my girl sells weed to your friends, bro-

My darling, those sons of bitches
They want to tear us apart 'cause they saw the fame
They saw Givenchy on Baby Ganga
They know I'm rich and I got money in the bank

But they don’t know, my darling, I dream of bank heists
He dreams of heists and she dreams of him in a cage
And my girl sells weed to your friends, dude
Beretta in Louis V, speaks little, your girl talks

"Hey, baby, how's it going?" she calls me every night
Says I’ve been gone for over a week
I’m out with the crew, more than a week
And I can’t sleep at night, writing tracks with Santana

I was locked up, now I’m free, free, free, free, free
Before I couldn’t get in there, there, there, there, there
Now they’re giving out free, free, free, free, free
To roll with the Gs, G, G, G, G, G

Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

My darling, they want to tear us apart but they won’t get us
I stay chill, thinking about the hustle, I’ve made more this year
Beautiful, baby, I have few real friends, now beside me
My girl keeps thirty grand in the luggage (cash, cash, cash)

My bro’s inside now he’s free, free, free (cash)
But he can’t take risks now, life’s a bitch
My darling, I’ll take you down, come with me
You can’t go back, it’s not like a movie

Smoking hash dry tech, California
In the tech pack everything I dream of
My brother has everything we need
Just gotta open the bag, yeah

She moves to the beat, the temperature rises
My bros on the street fry like tempura
Oh mama, it’s not worth it, they take risks
Only with that they pay the rent, yeah, yeah

Marijuana
She asks me to smoke again
A hundred Gs, in a week
I got work calling me
But I don’t wanna go now
My darling, yeah

Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na

Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Smoking marijuana, na, na, na, na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na, na, na