[Intro] Alright I'ma try not to sound like a n***a on this song. Cause Willie keeps saying I sound like a n***a, he a b**h n***a, he hating [Verse 1] Take a hit of this espialodocious Stop choking Hit you with that machine like Florence You been hating on a real b**h You've been getting mad Sad boys have been this, b**h Come f** with me I got weed, I got Henny, and you b**hes on my Steez I wrote this sh** so high, giraffes touched my knees I was touching skylines all because of trees You know me Double G, don't forget the O please Motherf**er I'm me, who the f** is you? You claiming you'se a boss b**h, well what's new It ain't you You said you moving bricks but that ain't true Non-label a** b**h You can save that sh** Put the chief in the woods then I flame that sh** Young senorita in love with that reefer And n***as talking paper only ever seen a Visa Broke a**, ho a** Putting on the show a** n***as, go figure Always be the ones that claim they f** witcha Ho you ain't my sister, I ain't grow up witcha Hell nah baby girl you don't even know me Screaming loyalty over everything yet you smashed my homie I can't deal with you b**h Buy her some Chipotle now she nailing type of b**hes [Hook] I'm just tryna get high But I can't fly with no pigeons Is you listening? I'm just tryna get high But I can't fly with no pigeons [Verse 2] My sh** is never before seen Off the motherf**ing lean I k**ed the scene and I don't even gotta say sh** I'm with my n***as and we higher than a space ship My weed Neal Armstrong and you know I'm facing Be patient I come with that co*k back Turn left, wasted Damn it feel amazing to be close to my plug He always quick to sacks with the bud And let me try the new stuff You know my cup doubled up But that really purple stuff Jolly Ranchers is a must my n***a I don't f** with no scrub a** n***as I'm sipping on some sizzurp, face a** n***a Young Flexican, you know I'm hanging with my Mexicans I take that ho to Flexico, you make it rain, I don't pay for hoes Hoes play for me, she just wanna be in my presence I got this ho open like a present although I don't f** with peasants I'm sorry Got you hoes salt cause I'm mixtape popping n***as text my phone like "Rico why you stalling?" n***a you know I'm balling But f** I don't got time to play Mr. or Mrs You talk it, I live it I smack a b**h and dismiss it f** your feelings lil ho, you know you shop at rainbow I ain't talking gays though And is she smoking mid? I disown that ho We don't spark oregano I sent that b**h a sad face, I had to let her know b**h you got me mistaken If you think you ain't matching me I got hella green b**h (?), that sour D I bring the heat like the kitchen You need a gutter b**h, you know I fit the description All my d** are prescription And I think that I'm done rapping [Outro] I'm hungry as sh**, I got the munchies