1997(YellowYestarossa) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
SESH
Yeah

[Verse]
All I do is smoke weed, all I do is kill beats
Rock fake gold chains 'til my neck turns green
Obscene, observe flows so unheard of
Rappers fallin' off they horse, throwin' f*ckin' stir ups
Pull up, hop off, life with the top off
Kid's so [?], you so pop off
Feelin' like Bob Ross, blunt full of happy tree
Inbox full of beats, got the game recipe
Got your girl checkin' me
f*ck it, I ain't lookin' back
Got the team here with me
What the f*ck you lookin' at?
All I f*ckin' do is rap, all I f*ckin' do is smoke
Thought I told you once but I guess once wasn't enough for you
'97 mustard coupe, yellow testarossa [?]
Only car I wanna cop
Whoo whoo
Vroom vroom

[Outro]
f*ckin' sh*t