[Verse: Sahtyre]
Yeah, and really I ain't never gave a f**
Saht be that n***a when you see me, homie say, "What up?"
These boozy b**hes be annoying like a paper cut
All I'm trying to do is make some music till I take my d**
Long hair, don't care, on some Wayne sh**
Just cause my voice weird, don't mean I'm on some Wayne sh**
Cali in my blood, slit my wrists so you can taste it
b**h n***as running like graffiti when the paint drip
I'm on a space ship, feeling so groovy
High like cooley with syrup in my smoothie
Jealous motherf**ers wanna judge like Judy
But I don't give a damn, if you don't like it, b**h sue me
Got a dubee full of hash, burn it to ash
Ass, the b**h I keep it wet, splash
Roll up in the bar, full bottle and a flask
And if you ain't f**ing with us, y'all can kiss my a**
And I just might spaz on your b**h a**
First name Ca**, no ra**
Remember when a n***a ain't had no cash?
Now I'm laughing at them dumb hoes that didn't let me smash
LSD, what you telling me?
And all my n***as is real, no Tel Aviv
And it's hella G and they will agree
Cause we got em' all hooked, no MSG
And it's feeling like we cheating, everyday a weekend
I'mma die eventually, so what's the point of sleeping?
Always late as f** to these boring a** meetings
Rather be with all my n***as, smoking joints and drinking
So, they say I'm a delinquent
I say, they just afraid cause I think quick
Chase Moore and the hippy, so the beat sick, beast it
You ain't f**ing with us, eat a dick till your teeth chip
Homie I'm a be me, d** in my beanie
I wish a n***a would, I told that to my genie
Sipping on that premium with shrooms like Luigi
Whole 'nother world, couldn't find me with a Ouija
It's easy, Sahteezy, young steezy
Climb from the bottom to the top, no ZZ
From LA, to DC, to Asia, to Figi
They crank up the [?], they go crazy when they see me
Cause I'm right here in 3D, and I k** beats, [?]
You're [?], don't give a sh** if I sampled, it was meaty
It was life sh** cause it's my sh**
Can't see me like fly sh**, get off my dick
Either get the point or you'll get the point of my ice pick
Die slow, die slow, fro like sideshow
Bob getting bobbed by some broad puffing hydro
Hands up in the sky though, middle finger flipping to the 5-0
West like 5-0, b**h
Four walls, they surround me