[Intro]

Why is everything Khroam

Cash

Tyler, uh, yeah

Woo! Woo! Yeah

Everything is Khroam in the future

[Verse]

Demon boy, I'm from hell

That boy go better find his chill

Bad bitch, rollin' off a pill

Yeah she rollin' like a Ferris Wheel

Bro fresh out of jail totin' AR's still

If you try to steal you get killed

I was leanin' too hard, my cup got spilled

That boy fake he ain't ever keep it real

All these pints, yeah, all these real

I'm bout a go and crack a seal

I'm bout a go and make a sale, aye

Go and make a deal

Muddy in my cup, now my life feel so surreal

And I'm smoking in a whip, and we listening to Sosa

And I'm smoking on this gas, so you know that I'm not sober

And A.J. got the pints, so we gotta drive slower

And I'm still smoking on gas, so that be my odor

Wearing Gucci loafers, hey, you a joker

Aye, Ice so polar, bad bitch and she bipolar

Pour the muddy in my soda

I can't fuck with you, you a hoe bruh

And I'm with Wop and he totin' a cobra

One call and for you, it's all over

Better get lucky, four leaf clover

Run up on us, and we shootin' like soldiers

She wanna fuck, and I know it

Cop an ounce, and I smoke it

What I'm smoking on is potent

And what you smoking on shit

I don't want a hit of it

Miss me with that shit

Boy you is a lick

Caught him off the xans

And we took a grand

[Outro]

Yeah, yeah

Woo! Woo!

Yeah, yeah

Tyler

2019 bitch, ooh! Ooh!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, woo!