[Hook]

Shop 'til I drop, I don't care, I just buy it

Shopping sprees, everything on me high-end

Japanese, Number (N)ine my attire (Heaven or Hell)

Put a blade on the chop, Michael Myers (Let's rock)

Yeah, yung hi c, man (Offer your soul)

Yeah, oh (There's no turning back)

Yeah, Hi-C Touchdown, bitch

Yeah

Geeked on the shrooms, damn, I can't lift my eyelids (Hello, hello, hello, Hi-C Touchdown, bitch, feel me)

[Verse]

Geeked on the shrooms, damn, I can't lift my eyelids (Bloodbath)

Hi-Tech splash in the Sprite, got me violent

Stars in the watch and the chain and they vibrant

Vampire night, double cup, blood inside it

Stars in the watch and they shining the brightest

Stars in the chain and they flash just like lightning

Bitch took a look at my neck and was blinded

Can't fuck that bitch if that bitch not the finest

Cursed, I might swerve through these hoes like Poseidon

Shrooms by the pound, they the same color, violets

Eighth of the shrooms make me feel so enlightened

Peek on the shrooms, now I'm third eye, Osiris

Stars in the belt and they shine like Orion

Back of the club with a bad bitch beside him

Deuce of the lean in the sprite, I combine it

Bitch get her knees, give me brain like a psychic

Top hella good, understood the assignment

Bitch eat the dick 'til she choke, need to Heimlich

Gas have my bitch brainwashed, Jedi mind tricks

Can't trust a bitch 'cause these hoes so conniving

Car drive itself, I'm too fucked up to drive it

Push-start the whip, gettin' head while I'm driving

Chop with a sight, this the same shit from Skyrim

Chop fill his chest full of holes, baseball size-ish

Shop 'til I drop, I don't care, I just buy it (Okay)

Shopping sprees, everything on the high-end (Okay)

Japanese, Number (N)ine my attire (Okay)

Put a blade on the chop, Michael Myers

I don't think you can get high as I is

Took a blunt and I filled it with spices

Put a scope on my chop and I snipe them

Twin Glocks, shoot it out, Time Crisis

Malice doll, tits and ass made of plastic

Bentley truck, and it crawl like arachnid

Hi-C been getting guap from his tactics

Lil' bro, you is not in my bracket

Gel tabs, hell yeah, bitch, I'm taxing

Everything that I rock is high fashion

Every bitch that I fuck above average

Stretched her out like she Mr. Fantastic, bitch

[Outro]

Yung hi c, man

Hi-C Touchdown, my nigga, you already know, bitch

Geeked on the shrooms, damn, I can't lift my eyelids

(Blood, darkness, come unto me)