[Verse 1]

Fresh-picked batch

Old sketchy fella only pay with cash in bags

But they're not the ones crashing out last ditch act

You only really tough around your dogs with your bitch ass

Eaton Centre Sacks Fifth Ave

But I ain't in the city anymore man shit happens

We just happened to miss that whole mishap

Got me matching with these misses couple mismatches

I feel a chemical imbalance in me I'm convinced that it isn't just madness

If you're interested read all about it

Fuck with me Imma piss in your fountain

I'm not gonna lie I don't want a line like the Supreme storе

I don't want a limelight I don't need more

Just put my feet up high by the sеashore

[Hook]

Now the group full of dudes I can reach for

Baby this the ball room like it's 3/4

Got the ground chartreuse it's a green floor

I got better shit loose in my weed drawer

[Verse 2]

Think they bouta find you on the sea floor

Talking bout making chess moves how bout C4

If he spoke more of the truth there wouldn't be a war

Being around you's a treat oh please lord

Bro you shop in the clearance drawer in the weed store

Too much crime going on for the law to be enforced

You couldn't apply any force either

Not used to the heat only one of the four seasons

Approach me leisurely bro don't be so mean

Now you provoked the whole team

Go through them before me

I roll up on gold leaf

[Hook]

Now the group full of dudes I can reach for

Baby this the ball room like it's 3/4

Got the ground chartreuse it's a green floor

I got better shit loose in my weed drawer