[Hook x2]: I'm smokin' by myself, I'm in the alleyway and I'm bent See, I'm high off of two blunts, And I'm sippin' on that Cris' See, I used to be Th@ Kid, now I'm just that pimp I got tataracs on my back and a switchblade stay stuck to my hip [Verse 1] Don't make me flip it, boy you trippin' If you think that I won't flick it When it comes down to it I'm a nice guy but in the nighttime, I'm wicked See, when the night falls I'm creepin' I do it like every weekend We get high 'til we almost die and do it again next evening I'm just a skeleton in clothing I'm just a crypt keeper that's flowing Got no face, got no name, got no style, I'm nothing That monster live in yo' closet That drug money in yo' pocket That devil up on yo' shoulder saying run up in the spot and pop it [Hook x2]: I'm smokin' by myself, I'm in the alleyway and I'm bent See, I'm high off of two blunts, And I'm sippin' on that Cris' See I used to be Th@ Kid, now I'm just that pimp I got tataracs on my back and switchblade stay stuck to my hip [Outro x2] Yeah Hundred blunts to the face Hundred blunts to the neck Hundred blunts on my mind I'm with the Team, that Sesh