[Krhyme Killz]

..in the whip

yeah yo...so last weekend i copped some OG Kush which isnt usual for me since i'm a broke ass nigga i'm usually on some mid ish lol...but i was Kushin...so i'm dropping my lilest man off to stay with my moms and going back to the crib to chill with my lady. before i walk out the door, i pull the bag out and look at it..i say to myself...let me get a head start on this shit and roll a dutch after i drop lil man off so i'll be in the zone by the time i get back to the crib.

instead i dont and decided to get lifted in the crib when i get back.

so i stop past the corner store and get an OJ cuz my throat scratchy and i'm getting a cold...then i go to the liquor store and cop a big bottle smirnoff ice n shit...i'm in my speedy whip (usually i take the old whip)....so i hit the boulevard going about 65-70 in a 35..but i'm floating..really just riding. i'm like two blocks from the crib and i throw the OJ bottle out the window and shit...

*siren* lol

"lisense and registration?" lol...i give them my shit...then they get me out the whip and have me all on the curb and shit...routine shit...but its three police and two searching my whip while the other is questioning me...but yo...

fuck that..the bottle of liquor not open and my DL is up to date so i'm mad calm...UNTIL...i think did i take that sack with me or not..lol...i really couldnt remember 100% though i was leaning toward i didnt...i mean i be dirty all the time so its 50/50...they ask all type of shit yo...where do i work, what did i throw out the window...etc...but i'm not stupid, i know the answers arent what they want..they want to see if imma lose my shit and get nervous or act erratic.

they find nothing, and dont even give me a speeding ticket, or a littering, or for my tints n shit...

i'm too old for this shit yo...no more smoking in the whip

[Krhyme Killz]

..in the whip

yeah yo...so last weekend i copped some OG Kush which isnt usual for me since i'm a broke ass nigga i'm usually on some mid ish lol...but i was Kushin...so i'm dropping my lilest man off to stay with my moms and going back to the crib to chill with my lady. before i walk out the door, i pull the bag out and look at it..i say to myself...let me get a head start on this shit and roll a dutch after i drop lil man off so i'll be in the zone by the time i get back to the crib.

instead i dont and decided to get lifted in the crib when i get back.

so i stop past the corner store and get an OJ cuz my throat scratchy and i'm getting a cold...then i go to the liquor store and cop a big bottle smirnoff ice n shit...i'm in my speedy whip (usually i take the old whip)....so i hit the boulevard going about 65-70 in a 35..but i'm floating..really just riding. i'm like two blocks from the crib and i throw the OJ bottle out the window and shit...

*siren* lol

"lisense and registration?" lol...i give them my shit...then they get me out the whip and have me all on the curb and shit...routine shit...but its three police and two searching my whip while the other is questioning me...but yo...

fuck that..the bottle of liquor not open and my DL is up to date so i'm mad calm...UNTIL...i think did i take that sack with me or not..lol...i really couldnt remember 100% though i was leaning toward i didnt...i mean i be dirty all the time so its 50/50...they ask all type of shit yo...where do i work, what did i throw out the window...etc...but i'm not stupid, i know the answers arent what they want..they want to see if imma lose my shit and get nervous or act erratic.

they find nothing, and dont even give me a speeding ticket, or a littering, or for my tints n shit...

i'm too old for this shit yo...no more smoking in the whip