[Chorus]
Circle 'round the block while we smoking on the doja
Ducking from the cops 'cause the window tinted
Work with what I got, now my vision moving slower
Pushing mind body soul to the fuckin' limit
Spraying down my clothes 'cause I'm tryna hide the odor
Wish it wouldn't end
Wish it wouldn't end right now
But it's easy to see that's over
Trouble comes up when the sun gets lower

[Verse]
I just need some sourdough pretzels and a bag of beef jerky
B-bra size perky, see, I'm not worthy of it
Cartoons and sex sharper than harpoons
That stimulates the mind like middle school art rooms
I gotta trust it, but for now, I'm on my Instagram
Where people measure worth by their followers like I give a damn
I took a lot of jumpers and I'm putting on a clinic and
There's truth behind the numbers, fuck a middle man

[Chorus]
Circle 'round the block while we smoking on the doja
Ducking from the cops 'cause the window tinted
Work with what I got, now my vision moving slower
Pushing mind body soul to the fuckin' limit
Spraying down my clothes 'cause I'm tryna hide the odor
Wish it wouldn't end
Wish it wouldn't end right now
But it's easy to see that's over
Trouble comes up when the sun gets lower