[Intro]
Ah man, what a day for it man
It's such a day for it man
What, what a day to be alive man
You know the fellas there in a conference room trapping
Oh, watch the bros like a bee man
Oh, watch the bros like a bee
Watch the bros like a bee
[Verse]
Like, like big fat spliff and a tune with you guys
Me and bros in a conference room, no meeting
Buy what you really want like I want a G
Put me best mate on it, that's a free link
Let's do faded like a slave bitch, my hands
Too many drugs gon' kill me like white heads
Man is tippy-ex in the bar, not water
Man are tipping and she tryna get the watеr out
Face feeling like I'm playing fast mode
Big old ring spliff, you should rеally pass bro
Take two now I'm really wack bro
Silver not a gold chain, man that's really my crown
Take me keyboard off, didn't need a micro
Gotta stop washing, gotta let the grass grow
Never really did ball but I hit the astro
Smoking big fat boys and they think I'm Castro
Like Castro and those CIA
Go mad for the food, that's the B-I-A
That's tops, not haze, that's the weed I blaze
Ain't last in a week, three-five in a day
Like my story shifted most have thought I was a proner
On a come down wack like it really is a bummer
'Til the sun shines on me then it really is the summer
For a little bit of pocket money there I be a runner
I be a runner bitch like I'm returning to Elysium
Can't say trust the rumor if you didn't see it
Flexing nice fucking baggies that I get for free bitch
Man I love fucking bub but I don't really need it
I'm in no day, buy one, give and gone dumb
Few yokes, few pints and then I'm out and gone home
In the gas, lit us up, really here and blown out
Only meet up at once, pull up there and blow me house
Too many yokes, that's a diary, I lent it
Buy one, wipe it on me micky, that's the lipstick
I sure really love me 'cause I'm skinny and a dickhead
Man I really love the ice, I think that I'm addicted
[Outro]
Man I really love the ice, I think that I'm addicted
Man I really love the ice, I think that I'm addicted
I'm in no day, buy one, give and gone dumb
I'm in no day, buy one, give and gone dumb
That just stuck
Gi-gi-give and gone dumb
Man I, man I get to hooting and hollering on the beat
And you genuinely think that's just art man
My shorts too too
Man I love your zar, I love your zar
Stop yapping on the beat man
That's just my art
Stop fucking yapping bro, no one wants to hear it man
You're a fucking loser man, fuck you