(Verse 1 - Reyna) Yah this girl she said I was bad at rapping But if she made music all she would do would be trapping I'm the youngest GOAT ever f**ing known b**h don't bother me when I'm in my zone 3 My sh** so f**ed up that sting like a bee Yo girls p**y deeper than the sea We going off on this track I got my old f**ing flow back b**h I'll knock yo a** out one whack Girl hit me b**h expect a smack Even Doms said s** my ball sack You talking sh** and I'm Johnny You said you could fight but looking hella scronnie (Verse 2 - Mikke) So moral of the story don't talk sh** not even a little bit We just chilling around the campfire take a little hit Like life's the sh** its 2 am and we still lit take a hint We planning this mix tape like its a blueprint So see the final touch Pull up with the clutch Now blow it all out We have all the clout Looking for the cops like we f**ing scouts We just some young major burnouts With very dark lungs just chilling around the campfire on the run We living like life is done but were not even twenty one We keep our circle small cause we only have one bong (Verse 3 - Doms) I got some f**ing sand in my sandal b**h I grab that bong like a handle I'm dripping on yo hoe like a candle We just put that weed in the bowl That b**h keep lighting like it coal Smoke going all the way to the soul We going a smoke roll, we gon fried that's my only goal If I did have weed I wouldn't be a whole This sh** so cold like the f**ing south pole