[Verse 1: MOD SUN]

Meta got mad bars, I got mad weed

G got mad bitches and they come easily

And this is errday, we do it frequently

See erryone I meet is fucking stoked at meeting me

And I got 4 chicks with dreads screaming “Free Love”

And we some cool mothafuckas so ain't nobody mean mug

And we some cool motha ah, but ain't that shit typical?

People showing love and knowing us everywhere we go

[Verse 2: Meta]

Women holler hourly

Twitter mentions out to eat

On show nights, cause hoes like

To feel like they’re out of reach

Oh psyche, I’m old spice

Look at him, look at me

He’s runner up like Bo Bice

A sucker word to Booker T

See til I don’t exist, but rollin’ out in Oakland bent

Soaking up the weather, stop at Nellie’s for neck bones and fish

And these rappers don’t rock, so they roll with this

Drop bars but I hold my lick

[Verse 3: MOD SUN]

So don’t be dead before they know that you’re alive

It’s the new hippie version of “I will survive”

I got the chimes of freedom, ringing in my mind

The direction, GPS can’t find

A lotta pride, focus on change so I ain't worried bout no dime

So watch me prove my point that the pen is more mighty than any swords

Flash seed equipped with an inner roach clip on the inside like décor

Barely got time to eat, or time to sleep, man I’m fucking bored uh

Got a promise to keep, and people to meet, a lot of calls get ignored

[Bridge]

(Your call has been forwarded to an)

[Verse 4: Meta]

One ring, voicemail, knowing that I see the number

Weed is crumbled, blunt is stale, hold up fam I need another

Freedom fighter, Hughie P

Hybrid mixed with Schoolly D

Tune out soon as groupies be, all I think is booty please

Practically a masterpiece, actually a bastard, see

Came from, creative thought cremated by distracted heat

This shit is crack to me folk wildin’ frantically

Eyes looking Cantonese, Ni Hao, Magic Greens

[Verse 5: G-Eazy]

Prolly couldn’t make my mother any prouder

Leave the club my fingers smell like clam chowder

I'm high as a mountain when I’m skiing in the powder

I still can’t hear you, can you hate a little louder?

Your girl keep on tryna get what’s in my trouser

Wowzer, bitch I’m a boss like Bowser

Hoes be all around my site, I wonder who allows her

I think you need to hit the refresh button on your browser

Flow skinny, but my words fat

Bout to roll some of this weed up then we burns that

Word to Mod Sun, I know you heard that

Hol up, now let me switch into my nerd rap

I, I, I’m (I I I’m)

Un-unfuckwitable

Eazy is the realest that’s completely non equivocal

My style is so original

Your style so fucking typical

You’re dealing with a highly trained and skilled individual

I’m just going hard because

I felt like all you fuckers out there listening were missing me

In one ear and out the other it’s obscene

I’m serving antihistamine

And washing out all of your mouths so Mr. Clean and Listerine

Fuck a rappin' ass rapper

I just wrote this verse to let you know that I could do that

Hair slicked back now thats dapper

Living in New Orleans where dem people holler Who Dat

And they drink during the day, and drink a whole lot more at night

I flew to Minnesota smoked two joints before the flight

Feeling super duper wavy I just want to soar a kite

And I don’t know what that shit meant, but yo that shit was sorta tight

Names Eazy, I does this

Known to go HAM and slay every girl he touches

Off a pill, partying and dancing to Justice

Took your wifey home and then I made that bitch my dutchess

Eazy