[Verse 1: JP23] We just some mothaf**in kids Lighting up some spliffs G pa** the weed That's my homie til im 6 6 feet deep Buried in the mothaf**in ground But now im college bound So im down to get down Down for the pound Make a circle Imma light it Puff, puff, pa** Taking off, now we flying King of this sh** You can call me king midas Never catch 22 Like the motherf**ing mayans I am Positive A new day So im starting new Cooking up tracks Like a mothaf**in barbeque These other artist dudes Hating but they far from cool So I don't give a f** I keep winning Boy its hard to lose Yeah And Imma run it til the d**h of me Disagree then step to me I'll hit ya jaw Like metta peace It's best to be The best and we Living life Stressing-free Full house of hoes Got a DJ and a Stephanie Booze and b**hes That's the mothaf**in recipe Bad b**h with me Teeth whiter than some feta cheese Fettachini on my plate So I better eat Ballin on them dubs When you see me call me Stephen C [Verse 2: G-King] To be honest I dont really mind the bullsh** Only gotta cup o lean Still my flow sick Cold grib on the phone In the phone clip Never know when anybody Need the dro fix Damn j ill be reppin til im ninety eight Everynight a party man im feelin kinda paid And i never hit a low because im in a plane Gotta feelin ill be high until im in a grave Holy ghost come n get me ill be damn ready Gotta bunch of weed around me And a bunch of henny Ain't nobody on my level In a cloud today Gotta lot of weed sittin On my dinner plate Imma eat it imma eat it all Gotta roll the green until Im chiefin ill be chinkin all Day so ill be smokig til the night ends Never know when ill be chillin with a nice ten Tryna get some nice ends Man i feel like ive been goin in for days Everyday we gettin high blow it out the window pane Get a spirit in ya cup Ok we dont really play Bout to roll a hundred blunts Tell me would you like to stay?