[Intro: Chip]
All this weed all this drink
[Hook: Chip]
All this weed all this drink
Can't be good for my liver and lungs
But I ain't stopping no
I know she f**ing other n***a's, true
But I don't care I'm still hitting that p**y
See I ain't stopping no
It's like I'm sinning but winning
I'mma need forgiving
I know she's got a man
She's shown me from the beginning
Lonely night's got me raving all the time
This is me I'm addicted to this life
Yes I'm young and I'm reckless
[Verse 1: Chip]
Uhh
I been smoking amnesia
Kinda f**s with my brain
I'll remember the p**y but won't remember your name
And I ain't breeding up a girl out raving you mad
I'm f**ing tonight, next day she pushing your pram (Pissed)
North side but I know south dons
So I might go down south don
You should know what to put your mouth on
Sure I made a go down south song
With Krept and Kone
They next to blow
When they thought they had me I switch the flow
n***a's ga**ed up, Texaco
p**y I got the fire for your petrol
I'm extra terrestrial
I want a bad b**h I'm on pet petrol
I was in cla** while they were selling cla**
Now they ain't in my cla**, cla**
VIP thats chip
No beans just chips
Got the weed, got the rizzler
But there's no spliff without chip
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Konan]
Yeah
Should have saw her waist, Ass phat
Told her throw it back like its Thursday
Cold hearted had to get the body warmer out n***a
North face, but I'm a south n***a
See the smoke through the crowd
Tell me how can I be quiet
When I'm smoking on that loud
We don't ever turn down
Get money f** a b**h n***a
First I get the bird's eye
Then she give me fish fingers, arghh
Stop acting like a diva
Say your p**y tight
I don't like spending money either
I ain't going home on my own
My cup full of patron, patron
Your wifey calling my phone
Cos what's ice cream without cone
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Krept]
Krept, young, reckless, live like a G
Kone and Chip got the weed
I sip goose cos it represents me
Goose backwards is double O G
Get her cards and go clubs
Win girls hearts, it's all nuts
Buy spades, flash diamonds
Jack mans queen, it's all f**ed
South n***a but I know north n******gs
So I might go up north n***a
Krept, Kone, Chip we corporate
And hoes want to f** with the fortunate
Go prada man blew a bag
Obama the way I blew a rag
It's all mad side chicks complaining
Deserted her cos she weren't my main ting
Boys still chatting garbage
Nail her then I varnish
The girls that I f** once
They get whipped and I get car sick
True them honeys on the chill
Spoon with the honey like a meal
Don't get twisted still move trill
Fizzy man up, leave man still, blah
[Hook]