[Verse 1] TomArts
So much going on right now f** it I'mma let it out tho
Venting on this beat with a doobie full of out door
Damn shoulda saved this for the outro stock keeps rising Just call me escrow
n***as keep dying so much for yolo babies still crying Damn Where the dad's go
Where ya girl at prolly Just an Arts show Don't blame me tho blame it on the bars
Don't blame those tho blame it on the stars 4 bong rips and I'm chilling on Mars
Grinding mad long and I still ain't gotta car n***as all talk and their music still s**s
I just keep it dougie as f** and hope the law Don't find the work in the trunk
I'll Just say We captured a skunk then proceed to hit the blunt harder than a lbj dunk
Real talk n***a What the f** is up now I'll ruin you you motherf**ing a** clown
Drums go hard Yeah I made tryna get rich Yeah We slaving
No time for hoes misbehaving or false allegations the order Don't matter
Good or bad keep up the gra**head chatter Don't get it twisted turn ya body to cadaver
One false move I'll make it all splatter not violent Just Don't try me
Toking on kush ultraviolet f** I wanna pa** this to Miley Cyrus
Maybe some time soon if It's a full moon I'll howl like a wolf in hope she's tossing the tush
I'd roll up again tell her Good looks AND
[Verse 2] TomArts
Sweetie get your sh** straight I swear this is more than Just a mixtape
Flow hotter than bengay or 10 slaves shadow boxing in a alleyway muy caliente
In hadgrid We trust twisting wands up until them sh**s bust
No need to rush living so free Don't blame me tho blame it on the weed
Blame it on America blame it on the greed what else do they need
More tax dollars to make n***as bleed nothing ever could f** up my steez
Roll up my sleeves and get back to the music yo pa**ing off blunts like Ricky Rubio
Catch me wasted in the studio Donnie in the cut prolly sampling some coolio
Going hard is my f**ing duty ho