[Intro]

*singing begins*

Yeah (laughs) It's ya homie OG Cool

Smooth Criminal Sco, You know how it go

Westwood P, What up doe? (What Up Doe Ladies)

[Hook]

I'm tryna get right tonight (Tonight)

So please pour something in my cup and roll another joint up

Lets get fried

Yeah its time for us to get gone

Tell DJ to turn up my song

Let's get it on

Let's get it on, on

(Repeat)

Verse

747 Extendo, first class seat by the window

Blowing Urkle with a bad bitch, with her ass thick, knowing Sco ain't for the Winslow

No cuffing, just sex and weed to be puffing

Roll that tree, no need for discussion, just sit back cuz we gone be stuck and

We in the frat house my dudes, smoke phi smoke in the room

She got Rossi poured in her cup and I got easter pink in my two

Doubled cupped up, keeping it cool, both fucked up, we in that mood

Got iRock steady bangin them tunes and my nigga D-Mo live acting a fool (yeah)

Smooth criminal, get a load of a nigga

Raw papers, getting loaded with killa

All a nigga know is I'm blow til I blow

And when a nigga get on I'm a blow a little bigger

I'm roll 2 for my nigga Cozart

He don't even smoke but that nigga go hard

Ask yo girl when we touring yo parts

Who came thru stunting then tore up her parts ahh

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

3.2 in my doobs yeah me and fools, we get it in

And the kid blow loud how loud so loud tell the haters I ain't hearing them

FITB Freaks showing me the blank like hey Sco come fill it in

Til I hit em with the act right, then they all start finicking

We in this bitch like olympics, when you see us pass that flame

All we do is smoke with class, so yo better pass that thang

I'm loud packing, high tripping, low is somewhere my mind isn't

Hot boxing and bong ripping with TK and like 5 women

I'm too cool for you lames, too high to be plain

And I sure ain't looking for photos taking headshots of Rose'

She said she hate Rose, I said well then stop swallowin my shit

She said I'm big headed, I said well keep yo eyes up off my dick

And I'm gone

[Hook]