[Verse 1: jaydes]

Yeah

What? Ayy (Yeah-yeah-yeah)

Xan' turn me to a zombie, she keep drunk calling again

I might off it, I’m tryna press it all

But I really love the molly, I'm booted 'til I’m nauseous

My blunt, Bob Marley my blunt, Bob Marley

My blunt— my blunt— my blunt—

[Verse 2: yuke]

Yeah, I don't give a fuck what a lil' bitch talm' 'bout (Bleh, bleh, bleh) (What? Okay)

Lil' ho saying I'm drugged out, I don't give a fuck now ’cause I got smoke in my lungs now

That bitch, she eat me up like a zombie

Bitch can’t call me broke, I'll pull funds out (Bleh, bleh)

I pull cash out, he pull gunk out

Get the fuck out my face with your style

Countin’ up cake and my pockets got rolls now

All designer, I move like [Jonah?]