[Intro]

(That's RGB)

[Chorus]

You geekin', trippin' a tester like the fiends do

Just sipped some Wockhardt 'cause I got sick, I got the green flu

I'm quick to hit the road for the right price and if I need to

Done broke the bitch's heart and said, "I'm sorry, I ain't mean to"

Like fuck the rainy days, I need some sunshine

On a heavy grind for thirty days like fuck some fun time

I only went to school to go to lunch and skipped the lunch line

Can tell that she ain't used to smokin' 'Woods, this ho a Dutch buyer

And you can't hit the weed 'cause you a blunt buyer

Might pay to see a game and sit up front, now I'm a courtsider

And if you workin' with the pigs then I'ma pork rind you

Niggas probably never seen no bread, that's why you poor-minded

[Verse]

They play the music, get influenced then get more violent

Had to tell the maid to clean the crib and make it more tidy

I swear my life been hella open, need it more private

Grab my tools and go into the mine, I hope I score diamonds

[Chorus]

You geekin', trippin' a tester like the fiends do

Just sipped some Wockhardt 'cause I got sick, I got the green flu

I'm quick to hit the road for the right price and if I need to

Done broke the bitch's heart and said, "I'm sorry, I ain't mean to"

Like fuck the rainy days, I need some sunshine

On a heavy grind for thirty days like fuck some fun time

I only went to school to go to lunch and skipped the lunch line

Can tell that she ain't used to smokin' 'Woods, this ho a Dutch buyer

And you can't hit the weed 'cause you a blunt buyer

Might pay to see a game and sit up front, now I'm a courtsider

And if you workin' with the pigs then I'ma pork rind you

Niggas probably never seen no bread, that's why you poor-minded