[Spoken word: Austin]
"She say she want a boss
She say she want a G"
Hehehe
Fuck the Dope Boyz
[Verse one: Austin]
Ugh - she say she want a boss -
She say she want a G
She say she wanna roll -
She wanna go with me
I'm a Mac-O-Roni cheese -
More like Adele 'cause I'm rolling deep
Let the Mary meet the Molly
She's rolling hard while I'm rolling weed
She grind her teeth and bite her lip -
Could prolly use a Vicodin
Say she wanna get implants
And I don't mean no microchip
We've only got one life to live
Like a soap-op without a wife & kids
It might be quick to light the wic
But I like the chick that I'm vibing with and we -
[Chorus: Anna, Austin]
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
[Verse two: Chaz]
Come here, take a seat in the back
Grab a Zig-Zag, light it, then puff it, then pass
We're never going too fast - foot off the gas
Damn, no looking back
I got my check like fact
Forget the past - I see yellow bricks in my path
I know where I'm going - I'm holding my scrotum
Supposing you'll let me wax that ass like a dab
Gasp - I want to mix you up
And twist you with a little bit of hash
When I lick you down the middle
Like a cigarillo Jazz, yeah
Now my vision's diminished -
I see a silhouette in black
Need a cigarette right after
The shit we have is magic
A killer when I rap
And a thriller when I'm acting
Rest in peace Michael Jackson
(ow!)
[Chorus: Anna, Austin]
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
Vibing -
I don't give a fuck who you ride with
[Verse three: Austin]
- who you ride with
You wanna try this? - Huh
It don't really matter if you want it, I can get it
You ain't gotta worry, I'll supply it
We vape the violet
I'm not a man of violence
A funeral is not the only solitary time of silence
You should hear the finer whine of violins
I know who you ride with -
Go ahead and pile in
22 Jump like the time up at the drive in
Girl, I know you know my number - you should dial it
But her pupil's dialated -
She ain't really dialed in
Wylin' because she young -
She young cause she wylin'
I've got a riled dialect