[Verse 1: IamSu!]

I think i got a reefer problem

I'm pedaled to the sneaker bottom

Black people, we were kings and queens

But teachers don't teach about 'em

Get paper, boss up, invest in houses

I would hug the whole hood but I can't reach around it

Born in a little ass city, no peace is violence

I wanna change it and I pray that on my niece about it

But they dont need much, they just need some guidance

Me falling off, try my hardest not to think about it

First Class, both feet up, I can need a pilot

Nigga chasing cash, made a smash so I posterized it

Why niggas with the least money talk the most about it. Niggas don't wanna live lavished rather post about it. Don't matter what a nigga drive, better hope get out it

All you niggas is my sons and I'm post traumatic

[Hook: IamSu!] x2

I think I got a reefer problem

I'm pedaled to the sneaker bottom

As I sit back and think about it

I think I need a million dollars

[Verse 2: IamSu!]

I think I got a reefer problem

Keep the family with me, keep the creeps from 'round me

I pray I see another 24 tomorrow

Finna give these lames another new flow to borrow

Self made, self paid, get with the team.

Spit that presidential, my pictures fresher than Listerine

Fraud ass rap game, you know where they wanna see, trynna balance like tight rope and on a string

Duckin', dodgin' phonies like mark shine after snaps. One the best rap for rap, track for track, imagine that

Picture this, envision how motivated my mission is

Might forget but won't forgive, gotta get it how you live

Live it, eat it, breathe it. Set a goal complete it

Scramblin' egg head rappers that could real be over easy

'Cuz I'm clocking out when men wake up for breakfast, scratching rappers off my checklist, as I'm lighting up an L I'm thinking

[Hook: IamSu!] x2

I think I got a reefer problem

I'm pedaled to the sneaker bottom

As I sit back and think about it

I think I need a million dollars

[Verse 3: Dave Steezy]

I'm just trynna live comfortably

Working hard 'cuz ain't nothing free

Rolling up some real potent weed

And i like to be tucked with freaks

Niggas know where my skeez is

Showing love to my people

Take this even if you don't need it

I just want us all to be equal.

And want us all to see the finer things

So don't trip off those minor things

And to be real in mind let's sing

That we no longer in the minor league

I'm smoked out think about it

You gon' prolly read about us

For life and all you just need a balance

I need the money and I need it now

So I'm plottin' on it i am, I do all that I can

I show love to my fans, and all my niggas that's fam

And as i just really just think about it

I'm high, off all this weed I blew

And i think I got a reefer problem

Scratch that man I know i do

[Hook: IamSu!] x2

I think I got a reefer problem

I'm pedaled to the sneaker bottom

As I sit back and think about it

I think I need a million dollars