[Verse]

Damn, I'm high as hell

Went to make a play and I ain't weigh it and I forgot my scale

Living in the 'burbs, went to the hood, I feel dumb as hell

Fiend knocked on the door without calling, I ain't got nothing for sale

He might be workin' for 12

Shut down traffic at the spot, got to come before 12

Take a trip to Cali get some bows and I'm using the mail

Heard a opp got dropped and his people ain't taking it well

Broke ass nigga get locked up, can't even pay for they bail

Nigga fuck with me or one of mine, I'm sending some shells

Sellin' straight drop, I ain't evеr use no fentanel, I mеan fentanyl

Sometimes I let my money speak, ain't no need to talk

Real lean head, get the drank I might sip it raw

So if you see me noddin' in and out, don't bother me

High as well with my white bitch listening to ICP

A zip of work broke down the rock, tryna find some fiends

Ridin' 'round with some old Ps like, a sack a piece

I mix hollows and hornets in my magazine

2 ARs and a micro we can't ride with these

Lookin' for some opps, it feel like we playin' hide and seek

Knock a nigga head off his shoulders, think 'bout tryin' me

This hoe sucked me up for so long, I know her jawbones weak

I'm 'bout to put this other bitch on block, she keep callin' me

Put my phone on do not disturb so my bitch won't see

Fuck around and missed 13 plays cause my shit didn't ring

Told my fiends when you call for hard, ask for Timothy, the soft Christina, and for the pills ask for Dr. E

Aye bro I think DD comin', you better hide the weed

He always comin' around freeloading wantin' something for free

I need a five pack of dark stouts for this half of weed

I paid 300 for a half, hope I find a seed

I'ma give it to my white boy and let him grow the weed

Dope good, my fiend want a front, made him bring his D

Ended up with his car too, made him leave his keys

Drunk so much promethazine, had to take a bean

Damn why I drink that 8 of green?

Now everything my bitch say irritatin' me

I feel like she tryna pick a fight, she gon' make me leave

I don't know why I drink this shit, this shit make me mean

Like, get away from me

After we break up, another bitch can never stay with me

Fuck 40 dollars I just gave a bitch a eighth of weed

Gave my fiend 50 and a rock for a 8 of lean

And it was not no green

I just smoked this exotic weed out of a fronto leaf

Glock and a Drac' by my side we got a lot more heat

I'll have my nephew take your shit, but he is not no thief