[Verse 1]

Doped up, take drugs and I'm posting up

On the stoop just rolling up

Too many blunts, she say "Hold up"

Just ridin' 'round

Raining out, so we slidin' round

Bass banging like thunderstorms

Talk down, see me pulling that lighting out

Then I'll strike ya, like striker

See, I roll your ashes and light ya

Either I'm with the team or I'm with the KLVN

Either way, I ain't about to fight ya

We're gonna find ya, and teach ya

That everything ain't peaches

See, everything ain't gravy

You get no handshake when I see you, bitch

[Hook]

Getting cash, flowing fast

Loading up my golden gat

Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel

Go so slow I'm riding still

Livin' life so lavish, I'm living life so lavish

I got blunt guts in the basement, I got blunt wraps in the attic, yeah

Getting cash, flowing fast

Loading up my golden gat

Golden 'Lac, diamond wheel

Go so slow I'm riding still

Livin' life so lavish, I'm livin' life so lavish

I got blunt guts in the basement, I got blunt wraps in the attic

[Verse 2]

I'm lurking, I'm swerving

I roll blunts tighter than turbans

A little turbulence on the .36

Going 96, that's murder

See, 187 my rhyme scheme

Rolex on my time piece

Cuban links on my fucking neck

I made that off of rhyming things

And now I'm rhyming still, rhyming still

Go so slow that I'm riding still