[Verse 1]
We've arrived, park the peg on the pavement
Scary ride cause that weed strain was laced in
I thought I knew balance, that sh** was New Balance
Felt laced on my tongue
But hey now we're for the fun
Now tunes in my head from bell that was rung
Seeing toons in my head like Timmy Turner and the Road Run
I'm gonna calm down, and use my respiratory
And hope the host gets the door, and he ain't too worried
I got the text from Mndsgn so I should be good
About to start slurring my speech so everything is understood
On the welcome mat is where I stood
Wearing something nice, I look like a stud
"Yo, you looking nice bro! That's not a typo
Your wallets fat, that sh** might need lypo!"
Alright yo, don't flatter the mad hatter
Post knows that these boasts are only for what's wrapped in my back pack
And that's NASDAQ
Cash raps
And that's that
Thanks to k**a Cams I'm losing some weight
But still making the rates
You know with me it ain't safe to say wait
I'm a go getter
[Hook x2]
Hey young world
Young world
Young world
[Verse 2]
Hold on, re run that set
Pun filling lungs from paps neglect
I fee fie my foes for fun, it puffs my chest
And I run sh** in chess, but Bishop ain't called me yet
I do this like newer me
You clearly don't cause Maneur on me
I'm parked and you maneuver around me
Parking lot cries reverberate, the echo is unlimited
To say I sow the seed to you and me is quite primitive
But I'm right with it, not fibbing
Night vision with my pilots license, soaring through the stars
Cause up here it's a sedative, no colors, no green cabbage
I can no longer toke cause I got too much carry on baggage
[Hook x2]
Hey young world
Young world
Young world