(Hook)
Now we on the roll
Outchea sippin' on patron (on patron)
We killing shows (killing it, killing it)
I'm with my bros (yeah, yeah)
We medicated, when we get up in our zone (I'm in the zone)
We medicated (medicated)
We medicated (yeah)

(Verse 1)
I'm on the roll, they come and go
Burning that loud but I'm keeping it low
And I couldn't help it but touch and go
Ain't fucking with these n***as
Just me and my bros, bros, bros
Ain't losing control, whooo!
Lemme just pour up a four
Then I'm changing the score
She said her knees are sore, yeah
She been kneeling for the boy and of course the dough
But fuck it, we on
I'm lickin' the middle like an Oreo
Ain't talking 'bout Nandos, but I got the sauce
Ain't fucking with these squares
I'm someone you can't cross, box
I feel like I made it, you n***as taking L's like some addicts
They knew that I'm 19 and they started hating
I'm the realist kid, ain't no pretending
So I'm high as heaven
Look at these n***as
They hating on us 'cause we securing figures
They wanna sign us but we ain't 'bout that living
Want the zaga, let's talk 'bout the digits ('bout the money)
I'm Desmond Tutu with the verse
Then switch it up to Baby Jake with the hooks
No energy to hate, n***a I'm blessed
Just follow the lead cause I'm moving in loops