Released on October 18, 2024

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[Intro]

Yeah, huh

Uh, uh, uh (I get pieces shipped straight)

To my—

Uh, uh, uh, uh (What the fuck, Solid?)


[Chorus]

I get pieces shipped straight to my front door, I don't shop at storefront no more

Two bad hoes at my hotel, no, I cannot stop for photo

Brand new Bugatti, no trunk

Every time he try it, no luck

Every time we high, roll more

Shorty way too hot, loco


[Verse 1]

I don't know if it's me or the ganja

Or the real bad feelin' about y'all

Gettin' closer to bringin' me under

They don't know how it feel to be us now

Shut the fuck up, I just blew twenty-thousand in one spot

Me and Wop gettin' fucked up (Me and Wop gettin' what?), we got two whole pounds for two nights (Okay)

This my third blunt, I'm gettin' higher than real life, huh (Yeah)

You might've heard somethin', but you don't even know what it feel like (Yeah)

Yeah, I'm puffin' on herb, son

Make the bitch smell like marijuana (Woah)

Go 'head and pick two bags, shorty

I'll get 'em back next day probably


[Chorus]

I get pieces shipped straight to my front door, I don't shop at storefront no more

Two bad hoes at my hotel, no, I cannot stop for photo

Brand new Bugatti, no trunk

Every time he try it, no luck

Every time we high, roll more

Shorty way too hot, loco


[Verse 2]

Oh, okay, I just want her for her body

Huh, me and big Taz way too fried, we just be sittin' in silence (Ah)

Huh, baby, wait 'til you get this high, wait 'til you get this high, oh

If you feelin' like shit right now, just wait 'til they switch up sides on you

Shit bound to happen, type shit bound to happen

Huh, five-million-dollar crib look like Downton Abbey

No addicts in my clique, we just got some habits

High, high as shit, feel like I just got to Heaven


[Chorus]

I get pieces shipped straight to my front door, I don't shop at storefront no more

Two bad hoes at my hotel, no, I cannot stop for photo

Brand new Bugatti, no trunk

Every time he try it, no luck

Every time we high, roll more

Shorty way too hot, loco


[Outro]

Brand new Bugatti

Every time he try it

Every time we high, roll more, roll more

Roll more, roll more, roll more

Roll more, roll more, roll more

Roll more, roll more