[Intro]
Hahahaha
Yeah
You know what it motherfucking is
Mr. Mac, White Peaks, all day, every day forever
Hangover Gang I see you, wassup?
A-a-a-a-aight

[Verse 1]
Studio at the skate park
I'm partying like all day
Then I meet your bitch back at my crib and she pop that pussy like chardonnay
I'm a heavy weight, y'all can hardly wait
I kill it until the target change
My team rode this like bicycle wheels and we louder than a Harley race
Fuck y'all like your ex girl, she ride me like the X-Games
Hands are clammy cause I touched the pearl, y'all runnin' it, that's a rat race
My two cеnts is exact change, can't afford to be wishin' on pеnnies
But I give one for like all your thoughts and my only one left is lucky
They tryna outline me in chalk, but I am gone without a trace
Homie put the metal inside his mouth and then I call him brace-face
I'm just shootin' for the moon and Imma squeeze til it go "click click click"
And my Uzi must love boobies cause that thing goin' off like "tit tit tit"
We own the club, you baby seals, we fuckin' sure, Navy Seals
Got more in store and crazy deals, they can't roll without they trainin' wheels
Hangover Gang is my team, eyeball, Visine
What's poppin' though? White Peaks
I'd die for y'all like blonde streaks
Two shots, the first hit, the second miss you look retarded
Step online and get blown up cause I don't fuck with movin' targets
I hope y'all like your veggies cause we got all you guys beat
The money underneath the table so I threw out all the seats, hoe
That ain't your hoe, hoe
I hope you understand
That's my bitch, I drew my name inside her sand
Shit, I mean I'm really it, I don't mean to brag
But everybody ran away like we playin' tag
[Chorus: Tom MacDonald & LP]
Oh please believe me, I'm more scared than not
Let it breathe hoe, let it breathe
That, woah, this isn't the way
I'm wasting so much fucking energy right now
And please be there I can barely hang on
Let it breathe hoe, let it breathe
And woah, I'll wait till I break
Please be there, I can barely hang on
Let it breathe hoe, let it breathe
And woah, I'll wait till I break

[Verse 2]
Welcome to my level, leave all that bullshit at the gate
Put on a jacket, our summer is cold because all I feel is me
My people are getting tanked, but they don't drink, that's how the war go
Skeletons fill my walk-in closet, call that bitch a wardrobe
My whole team is outta reach, you couldn't touch 'em if you had Shaq arms
We livin' on the motherfuckin' edge, there is no backyard
We on the high road, real hot, but no propane
Y'all just like Superman, stuck inside that lowest lane
My bitches bad as your breath, you and your hoe should share a Tic-Tac
Y'all don't wanna play fence with me, too many dawgs to shake a stick at
Your girl's hardly ever at home so she packin' extra baggage
Your girl over here with my bro and he make her strip, like Vegas
I ain't tryna settle beef, man that's not my job
But I got a couple goons, and that's they job
Kill your captain, I don't lose sleep, catch me snoring
Call you in the AM, have you mourning in the morning
They at a loss for words, they ask me 'bout the weather
Imma rain until there's flowers in the desert hoe