Dub to the Dank

[Chorus: L.A. VanGogh]
My daddy gave me a 20 to put a dub in my tank
I relo-relocated my funds and put that dub to the dank
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah
Ah-ah-ah

[Verse 1: L.A. VanGogh]
West coast VanGogh I just landed in the LAX
No sleep off an addy in my daddy's Cadillac
I just hit my first vinyl, aka dab wax
And that Vinyl finna crack, shout out to my cousin Zach
Chiraq under arms like they spraying on the axe
I'm forever peace up you ain't even gotta ask
On that 424, 93 bullshit
And I bet it all hit you like your first full hit from the smoke
Cool kid waiting on my cue to hit like I'm holding pool sticks
Rapnastics, do a full flip
Full movie clip life I ain't never read a script
Better know
When a player got the sauce watch a chicken head strip
Then quick we'll dip
Words from a po pimp
In a crucial conflict, out the jam like "Shit!
We gone fuck around and need a jar of jelly in this bitch"
Whoa whoa
And I'm 'bout to get up out this jam really fast
Man, a couple mo' weeks and my ass is grass
But, it's cool cause I'm finna graduate
Moonwalk across the stage like "Nigga, we made it!"
I know you've been faded
I'm faded too
I swear that this crash is way overdue
We've been living on a cloud
We don't want to come down
I don't want to live a lie
I don't want a 9 to 5
Man, I don't wanna grow up
I don't want to blow that high
I don't want to blow that high
It's permanent recess now
And, I don't want to blow that high
Got a bag of Canadian flag rolled in an Irish Spring if you know what I mean
My family's tryna fuel my drive
But, I don't want to blow that high

[Chorus: L.A. VanGogh]