[VERSE 1: Clyde Cyrus]

Let the weed blaze while the beats playing

You keep hating, the heat's spraying to leave you laying

6 feet deeper than statements that Mr. Jesus would make

10 toes down, I walk what I'm talking

Stephen Hawking with the flow, my foes are amyotrophic

Claim they got my back but they plot on how to say they got me back

Smacking Donald Trump with a guala stack

Trappin in my scholar slacks

Still rock Versace off the dollar rack

Money on my mind, tryna get a fucking college cap

And [usher] in a job so that I can [pop my collar] back

Wonderfully designed every line you hear me rhyme

The kind that make you gotta hear the shit a second time

Rewind, I'm 19 in my prime, might I remind

You that I'm unsigned, grinding until my [family's fine]

[Muthhhaafuckaa], once was paid [in cess] now I'm blunted off the hundreds

Stuffing duckets in my trousers by the dozens

With your lover in the shower Ima fuck her, nah [I'm fucking with you cousin]

I blaze pot like an oven, stay chopped like an onion

Music got me buzzin', now a nigga getting money off of nothin'

[VERSE 2: Clyde Cyrus]

I'm Snoop Dizzle with 2 pistols, I shoot and hit you

Then I move quicker than dudes who knew jujitsu

It's too simple, I'm complex as cobwebs

With 2 widows giving me hot sex

But they was fucking me while their husbands were not dead

A lil bit twisted in the head & I've got dreads

Clinical pot head, half an ounce of loud in my arm rest

Pigs pull me over, the smell is making my palms sweat

Anytime that I announce a project

You muthafuckas label it a bomb threat

In other words, C-Squared's blowing up like C4

Exploding everyone in the vicinity, ya mom's next

Nigga