[E/M] (goonf!sh)

Verse 1:
Finna cash out in the thrift shop
'Cuz I can't get what other kids got (what?)
Funny nigga like Chris Rock
Minimal syllables like it's Kidz Bop
This that OG trip hooper, huh, dirty raps on fat beats
Roll a joint bump to Max B of course
Hop up in the taxi, go hit the town
When Apex around, know I burn shit down
Shout out them London shorties 'cuz they hold shit down
West 12 rep ninjas senwop flex black
Forces with the hoes like a tech, hold weight like a vest
Know the flow's holy like string rests
So, it's in your best interest that you invest a little time
As i kick another rhyme
One time for the stoners bro, know no longer are we loners bro
Won't be around next year 'cuz the man with the dream plans to make cream
Won't be around next year 'cuz the man with the dream plans to make cream

Hook:
Elevation, elevation
Meditation, meditation
Elevation, elevation
Meditation, meditation
Elevation, elevation
Meditation, meditation
Elevation, elevation
Meditation, meditation

Verse 2:
Raps too severe, kickin' mad flavor in ya ear word to Mack
Kissin' down the back
I got a shot, I got a blunt, i'm ready to attack
Listenin' to Fugees, tryna make a movie
Rap game Yugi, always got a deck
Straight chin check if you disrespect the set
And yo, weed louder I roll another in a sec