[Intro: Gramthart]
I got some lunch, I got a ton, gotta be back before–

[Chorus: Gramthart]
I got some lunch, I got a ton, gotta be back before six
All of my funds, seven in one's, back of a trailer to Michigan
Tryna get drunk, tryna get punched, tryna get two swollen lips
Tryna hit everything on my list, I'm ready to call on my friends

[Verse 1: Gramthart]
And we gon' ball out, my feelings are "Do what you want"
But don't tear the walls down
And I been a few places where I don't feel I belong at
But that's me, motherfucker, you could do you or you could see, motherfucker
Mind my bee's, in the summer smoke trees, smoke butter, smoke me if you wanna (I'm gonna)
Yeah, call my brother in the big state
He said, "Get yo' ass up, it's a big day" (Big day, big day, big day, big day)
Yeah, it's a big day, dropped an album, people thought it was a mixtape
After hours in the lobby of the city way
How I turned it to a hobby and I'm still great
Took a shower at the bottom in a piss drain
Big ball from the lounge tryna hit the train
Yeah, thank God he missed though
Feel like ASA when I carry 'round a pistol (Pistol)

[Chorus: Gramthart, Voda Fuji & Gramthart]
I got some lunch, I got a ton, gotta be back before six
All of my funds, seven in one's, back of a trailer to Michigan
Tryna get drunk, tryna get punched, tryna get two swollen lips
Tryna hit everything on my list, I'm ready to call on my friends
I got some lunch, I got a ton, gotta be back before six
All of my funds, seven in one's, back of a trailer to Michigan
[Verse 2: Voda Fuji]
Tryna get drunk on a Tuesday (Drunk on a Tuesday)
Had to get you out the crib for the Feng Shui (Crib for the Feng Shui)
6'2, big shoes like–
U-u-ups and the downs stay solid (Ups and the downs stay solid)
Ferris wheels on the whip match fit, they dark (They dark)
Steel on the neck and wrist is hard (Steel on the neck and wrist is hard)
Feel for the kid 'cause you know my pain (Feel for the kid 'cause you know my pain)
Wait for the kid when the ocean's part
23 stabs to the Roman's heart (23 stabs to the Roman's heart)
Back to the past where the omen starts (Back to the past where the omen starts)
Man, shut up, this the ocean's part
Man, shut up, this the ocean's part (Man, shut up, this the ocean's part)
Wave what I'm on when I sip to the song, I got high expectations for people now (I got high expectations for people now)
Pray for the wrong, but we don't get along 'cause I need compensations from people now
Mean's I'm getting my check from you, from you and you (You and you)
Oh, you got a promo? I'ma need that too (Need that too)
I'ma get my cash up and blow it some shit to make me see the moon (Make me see the moon)
Yeah, that's true and I'm- (Yeah, that's true and I'm-)
Needin' some Chemical aid, not shit that's numbing the pain
Something more visual, barely a miracle
I'm getting real tired of seeing straight

[Chorus: Gramthart]
I got some lunch, I got a ton, gotta be back before six
All of my funds, seven in one's, back of a trailer to Michigan
Tryna get drunk, tryna get punched, tryna get two swollen lips
Tryna hit everything on my list, I'm ready to call-