[Verse 1: Lou Pang]

Its tragic

I’ll put these niggas in a casket

When it comes to these beats a nigga gotta go maverick

I’m used to the static, I need to go major

I’m been saying all these prayers

From the mud with my gators

Time ticking down I need them murals on the wall

No lonzo but when I hit LA imma Ball

Im getting back to it, I’ve been outta place

In my mind it’s like I’m running in my own race

I’ve been going at my own pace

Head tilted to the sky

I can’t live by these rules that they set to get by

Used to be a shy guy but now I’m out hungry

Moved so many pounds I know some niggas wanna slump me

The hate will always lose keep them negatives out far

When you look at LOU you really looking at a star

I’ve been Walking thru the valley of the social anxiety

I’ll go track for track I know these niggas won’t battle me

You could see the scars but we call em war wounds

The aroma of the kush is my go to perfume

100 ms baby you know I gotta have it

Blunt so Pang I don’t even wanna pass it

[Verse 2: DEZ]

Back to back flip off

We had a good kick off

I ain't balling yet but she reach

Like it's tip off

Working on my dough

And the thick sauce

Drip drop

I drift off this hip hop got me like cross cross

Dreamt that I'd jump off

The highest of the High uh

Same place you sleep in you lie uh

My niggas said to cut

But I told you to cut the cheque

I put the work in

We both needed respect

To add to that we both needed the sex

To add to that we drunk and high in a mess

Im in the pink I must be the Budapest

I think we should reinvest in real-estate for sec

Build an upper deck

Live lavish uh

But you too savage

The red to my canvas

So now I write tablets

And the Blunt so pang I ain't even wanna pass it

[Verse 3: Jivy Lewis]

Hold up before i reminisce my niggas

Cause stress come with the work like benefits my niggas

I been on it smokin dolo tryna find the balance

Between the pussy, chasing cheques and utilizing talent

Days in the V, Carhartt hat wit the matching jacket

Round some pushas that'd load some clips to certify they malice

Skinny jiv got weight up now you can count the calisice

But I digress crew shine like a Dada vest

Smokin out the La La lex

Big up lewy I was vex, when he crashed it

Ridin down yonge, wit the waka flocka blasting

Og in our lungs, hope the coppers speedin passed us

Half o of the ou wee couldn't hide it any fasta

Went right back to lou for some betta weed

Funny all that niggas smoke still got these memories

Sit and think about how long that shit lasting

This blunt so pang I don't even wanna pass it

[Verse 4: Ikeno]

You can smell the loud pack from the hallways

Eyes low looking like the kid had a long day

AAAA, I don't give a fuck about good grades

I doubt your curriculum can apply to the rap game

Tuned out, turnt up went and put my tunes out

Bars got a tune up, flow took a new route

I was plottin murder back when lupe put the cool out

Jon snow demeanor, just wait til I bring the jewels out

Mr nice watch, can't stunt where a nigga from

You front witcha little crums, you turn to a nigga lunch

Ball up another this a backwood classic

This blunt so pang I don’t even wanna pass it