[Verse]

Yeah bitch

You already know what I be fuckin’ on

Downin’ shots and smokin’ blunts

I’ll turn the fuckin’ fire on

Dad hat, studded ears

And bitches on my fuckin’ dick

Everyone out here knows that I’m a fuckin’ prick

Say it quick I’m in the cut

No numbers, no arithmetic

Hit me fast and make it count

Like Jack over the candle stick

You’re so intoxicated

Might as well give me the final lick

I’ll knock you out, your bitch is mine

I’ll snap you like a toothpick

Ballin’ out

I’m soarin’ high

I always got a fat supply

Lavish life

I’m here to live

And all your fucks I do not give

I’m ZD GANG

You cannot hang

Like Dracula with both his fangs

I’m spittin' slang

Like boomerang

That shit come back like Wakka Flame

An’ I be posted on the Lido

Drop a tab

I’m tripping out

On all of that acido

Glasses on

‘Till crack of dawn

I'm yachtin’ up in Edo

You’re so intoxicated

You be fallin’ down the steps

While you’re out there feelin bad

Well I be up here gettin' reps

So I can flex

On the bitch I’m fuckin’ next

All you need to do is need to hit me with a text

When it down to the game

I be actin like a savage

And I always live a life

That is opulent and lavish

Yeah you better bet

That I’m always smokin’ on the cabbage

Ima take it to the dome

And the dome be gettin’ damage

I’m doin’ me

That shit is free

I blow that money on a shopping spree

Intoxicated to the max

I know that we can both agree

That we gotta go back

To the motherfuckin’ tree

Bitch I plea

420 degree

Sipping on the lean

What I see

Bitch get on your knees

No this isn’t free

I'm a G

Smokin out my piece

Man I'm chiefed

I just fall a mothafuckin sleep

[Verse]

Try to think back to the days that you’ve lived in the past

Sit there and do all the math

Doesn't add up cause your life is a blur and it’s ass

Feelin just like a outcast

I’m done with that shit ima put down the glass

Pick up a bowl and get stoned off my ass

Never has getting fucked up felt so good

I'm a prodigy ridin my rocket straight up on your ass

And never detach from the feelings of infinite thought from the gas

I'm smokin the finest of reefer my pack

Is next to my gat

Look at the bricks homie shat

The powers witheld in my cranium

Always be organized not misceleneous

I be the first of my kind this millenium

Pop out the blue my personas spontaneous

Yeah I be running that bitch for her money

She talking her shit but she also get touchy

I’m done with that shit yea that bitch tryna crush me

Just look at the details I’m like a DeBussy

Shorty be running on me with a knife like her epithet chucky

She never realize I can lay out so much heat

That bitch did me wrong

Only two for a loveseat

[Outro]

And I know

She just want the fuckin dro