I don't want to hurt you Movin' 'round in circles Will do if I have to All I do is work you I got Gs on Gs like burgers Move it 'round like lurkers I lost all my urges Pink polo, paint a circus Insert money, insert through Life is like a drive thru I guess I could die soon I feel like a typhoon Smell like weed and perfume Smurf, blue pills like swirls All I smoke is herbal Products, them be purple Mail box clean, Donald Duck lungs I need a million dollars, not some bucks, son Duck 1, duck 2, paint a truck, son When we roll up, Gucci mags on my truck, son We'll come from pop anthrax Air max, we got 10 stacks I be smokin' tear gas Percocet, that's a fear fact Yeah, I got my gear back Don't hold tears from years back Talking, we don't hear that
Fuckin' up, we don't hear that I'm smokin' on nitrous oxide Holdin' shit down, I got mine My eyes red just like a stop sign I'm number 1, not no top 5 I'm blood gang, cap gang, 4l Pills, weed, molly, xanax for sale Got shooters out South, you don't know well They'll pull up right to your doorbell I'm too iced out, I'm a snowman Oh, ride in the foreign get low ragged I'm out in Chiraq where it's cold at Went two nights and blow caps Yea, glo gang I own that Pull up on your block, blow your skull cap And I ain't really wit no romance Cause I'm too busy callin' up the dope man Shooters all on my roster The whole team tryna get sponsored I'm jumpin' shit, Travis Barker Your blunt is like a pencil, mines a marker, whaa And I see you're a talker So to shut ya ass up will be a motherfuckin' honor It's me and Yung Lean, no receipts Smokin' dope even though it's some shrimp and lobster Whaa