[Tie 'em up, Ty Tethers]

Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: White Boy Drip]

I'm kinda over me and you

Still think about you when I’m making moves

I just want you to be happy, please enjoy the view

I'll be over here coolin' in the stu

I never should have let her choose

In the end someone always lose

None of y’all got a clue

Been to hell and back and I ain't even scuff my shoes

To be honest I don't know how I made it through

You held me down when I couldn't see

It's 2 a.m. and I can't go to sleep

Then I made a promise that I couldn't keep

That I couldn't keep

Now my knees be weak

Got me smokin’ all the tree

They be like, "White Boy, why you cryin’, why you sad?"

I been smokin' everyday it’s gettin' kinda bad

Searching for you

Girl, I'm always searching for you

[Verse 2: Lync Lone]

Yeah, I drip so hard this shit bizarre

Writing flicks I dip in cars

Ride in whips i'm dickin broads

Flip the switch I raise the bar

I’m geeking off drugs and i mean it

Riding on chrome in the cement

Bitch you switch the script and your deleted

Fuckin' up a check when Lync ride with the weed zips

Duck another opp, bitch, I'm toting the cleanest

Fuck another pop star industry demon

Ruckus when I pop bars and I get to bleeding

All over the rap game bitch I am a heathen

All these motherfuckin' hoe ass people can't see it

All these other fuckin' loaded kids know I can see it

Uh, Now I'm poppin' X

Just to hope I breathe

Just to hope I see the other fuckin' side of me

Now I'm popping beans

Just roll dope and breathe

Comatosing off some motherfuckin' Triple C's, yeah