[LET ME GET IT RIGHT]
OHH...
Yes a motherf**er like me stay throwed
Like a baseball, or a bad back
Where the cash at?
n***a gotta come up with the funds
For a fat sack
Dutch pack and a fifth of rum
In the back pack
Walking, wavy
Talking, wavy
Gal say she don't do this often?
Maybe
See who hold it down without tossing
Baby
See who hold it down without coughing
Baby
Got a roach clip from last night
Plus, we about to blow like a bag pipe
I could use
A pint of brew
And some red-haired piff
Shawn White on the half pipe
This bud get the perfect score
Percolators in my bong
Potent vapors in my lungs
Cheeba greener than my lawn
So gone. (GONE)
n***a
I don't need no lean
Don't need codeine
Cause I'm high off life and this weed
Got a good girl lighting this weed
I must be bugging
I'm over here tripping
I'm watching a movie
My eyelids are closing
Minutes?
I got five
Ryan Goslin;
n***a I got, drive
HOOK:
(Shai Sample)
I learned the game
I know what I want
And I'm in it
So won't you step aside
You ain't my bro
You ain't my homie
Why won't you recognize
Look into a dead poet's eyes
Ho, its I, with the hydro
Eyes lower than 5'4"
Woman with hunchback's
View of dinosaurs
I'm a prime source
I'm sauced
You decide your, life, or become and eye soar
I soar higher than the Oakland Hill Fire
And I always win
Give me rope
I couldn't tie em
But bigger fish, I fry em
Boy boy I ain't got no time
I just need myself a dime
That I could fly in from the islands like
HOOK
(SHAI SAMPLE)