[Verse]
Got too high, now I can't record
I do hella drugs, smoke it up when I'm bored
Seen the cop lights turn on, pedal to the floor
Got a switchblade on me, hit like a sword
No, you don't get hoes, that's a internet whore
I keep money in the bank, so they think that I'm poor
And I trip so much, but I want to see more
Cocaine and the weed in my head, call it war
I ain't do shit, what the attitude for?
I smoke good gas, bitch, fuck a moon rock
Trying to pop three tabs, bitch, told me do not
Punch him in the nose, shit red like Rudolph
They said Smoke not rich, told them, who not?
And that bitch ran through just like a treadmill
She on her period, I'ma get head still
Pint knocked over, don't watch the red spill
Pick up the gun and let's see that lead skill