[Verse 1: Voda Fuji]
In and out of love 'bout a hundred times
Seven grams in me of a psil' tonight
Only feel alive when I'm in your eyes
Got nothing to lose, keep an open mind
They watching how we— (Hold up)
Wheezle copped an ounce and me and Gram about to roll up
Haven't flipped an pound 'cause my bills been paid
Yesterday's history, girl, what about today?

[Chorus: Wheezle]
‪Out drinkin' on a Friday night‬
‪Ain't going home 'cause I don't wanna fight‬
‪Baby, if you die, I might cry‬
‪So live it up, runnin' all the red lights‬
‪Stackin' my bread, stuck in my head‬
‪I don't wanna hear that bitch no more‬
‪'Cause I'm not impressed, bitch, I'm the best‬
‪See the gate drop, shootin' out like war‬
‪(You have got some serious problems that you need to work out with yourself)‬

‪[Verse 2: Wheezle]‬
‪2-11 on my plates, yeah‬
‪Bitch, I just won first place, yeah‬
‪Watchin' me win all the races‬
‪Mistaking me for Tay-K, yeah‬
Painting like Banksy
But you know, that ain't me
High school bitches probably think I'm goin' crazy (Loco)
But, I ain't though
Won't be laughing when you see I got a bankroll
But, the end goal is being Jeff Bezos
I'm El Chapo on the beach gettin' pesos
‪[Verse 3: Gramthart]‬
‪I'm the big ass monster in the back of the painting‬
‪I'm a first round loser playing horse in the paint
‪I see my bro's first show, thought that shit was amazing‬
‪And in my head, growin' up imagine me on the stage with you‬
‪But shit happens, I never blamed you, that's a sick habit‬
‪I remained true to the big pattern‬
‪We all take shrooms, Range Rover, then we'll lift off‬
‪We all pay dues, some hate it and they pissed off‬
‪Half naked, half baked, whole rip-off‬
‪Low stakes, don't treat it like it's the end all
‪And if you hate the art, it ain't Wheezle‬
‪And if you hate the art, it ain't Wheezle‬
‪And we make bad shit, but we don't put that shit out‬
‪We gain traction, so why you always runnin' your mouth?‬

[Chorus: Wheezle]
‪Out drinkin' on a Friday night‬
‪Ain't going home 'cause I don't wanna fight‬
‪Baby, if you die, I might cry‬
‪So live it up, runnin' all the red lights‬
‪Stackin' my bread, stuck in my head‬
‪I don't wanna hear that bitch no more‬
‪'Cause I'm not impressed, bitch, I'm the best‬
‪See the gate drop, shootin' out like war‬