(Verse 1 - Reyna)
Yah this girl she said I was bad at rapping
But if she made music all she would do would be trapping
I'm the youngest GOAT ever f**ing known
b**h don't bother me when I'm in my zone 3
My sh** so f**ed up that sting like a bee
Yo girls p**y deeper than the sea
We going off on this track
I got my old f**ing flow back
b**h I'll knock yo a** out one whack
Girl hit me b**h expect a smack
Even Doms said s** my ball sack
You talking sh** and I'm Johnny
You said you could fight but looking hella scronnie
(Verse 2 - Mikke)
So moral of the story don't talk sh** not even a little bit
We just chilling around the campfire take a little hit
Like life's the sh** its 2 am and we still lit take a hint
We planning this mix tape like its a blueprint
So see the final touch Pull up with the clutch
Now blow it all out We have all the clout
Looking for the cops like we f**ing scouts
We just some young major burnouts
With very dark lungs just chilling around the campfire on the run
We living like life is done but were not even twenty one
We keep our circle small cause we only have one bong
(Verse 3 - Doms)
I got some f**ing sand in my sandal
b**h I grab that bong like a handle
I'm dripping on yo hoe like a candle
We just put that weed in the bowl
That b**h keep lighting like it coal
Smoke going all the way to the soul
We going a smoke roll, we gon fried that's my only goal
If I did have weed I wouldn't be a whole
This sh** so cold like the f**ing south pole