I get high because bitches are whack
I get high because bitches are whack
And they don’t know nothing

Why is everything chrome (I get high because bitches are whack)
Cash
Lynch mob, orange gang, Chauncey (yuh aye)
Everything is chrome in the future
Shut the fuck up, bitch

Please bitch don’t blow up my spot
Aye, just give me top and take off
Please bitch don’t blow up the spot
Aye, just give me top and take off
Please bitch don’t blow up the spot
No, just give me top and take off
Orange gang ortanny damn it she love it
Gon' fuck on her friend and then fuck on her cousin

You n***as be talking to cops, you make lovin'
I know you rock wires you look like a puppet
That love for a dozen can’t stop me discussin'
I stay being drunk but I don’t blame percussion
I stay in the kitchen got bricks in the oven
You fuck in the gang and that shit no discussion
She blow up the spot got my line say he buzzin'
I’m sippin' on wok I just dipped a whole onion
Your bitch called my addy she just blow up the spot
She come through popping xanny and take off her top
She gon' slide off her panties I slide in the mat
She say bitch call me daddy but I’m not her pops

I spend your mortgage on [?]
You know how a bomb ate
Now I won't touch a pussy unless it it bald mate
Death very cold so I keep that heat always
I’m going deaf I smoke out all day
She give me top when I ask her
I like a bitch with no manners
I’m ugly as fuck, I still got high standards
I keep so much weight that my back hurts
You ask whats cracking my gas got factors

I shove it up like I’m [?]
Blow up the leader and then gulp it down
I shy your man he just fool for the voltage now
Might kill your whole family, my gang never fuck around
No, she want the d im a dealer
I’m smoking bazookas my blunt weigh a kilo
I don’t play piano I’m working them keys though
I got the bricks like I just shot a free throw
My girl 9/11 bitch don’t gotta reload
My dick 9/11 big shoot for an eagle
I just dropped a out 10 trophies out to my ego
Her pussy so bald you might think it do chemo
Orange gang, what
Don’t blow up my spot
Aye, just give me top and take off
Please bitch don’t blow up the spot
Aye, just give me top and take off
Please bitch don’t blow up the spot
No, just give me top and take off
Please bitch don’t blow up my spot
Aye, just give me top and take off

[lil Darkie]
Did 9/11 I hit her again
Shooting her shit like a hen
We gettin' it in
I told her that we should be friends
She told me that we could pretend
I told her get out of my home
Unless you gon' just get me dumb
Cause you ain’t a ten
Don’t hit up my phone
And stupid hoe I’m not your man
I’m smoking this bat with a lung
Get out of my zone

Get out of my spot like an anus
Im spittin' this written so heinous
So come on a tennis like tv
She suck on my pp
Allahu akbar on top of her titties cause she my habibi
She blow up my phone like Al Qaeda
All people are equal so imma go fight her
Behind imma bite her like spider
We pullin' all nighters
She fill up her wider vagina demolished
Hop in the polished the toner bitch give the back for a boner
I tell her good girl so she know i support her
Shes getting to know me just like a reporter I’m getting the interview over
And I’m never wearing a rubber
Not tryna be bored like a hover
I dangle my package directly above her
And hit her like master chief with the squad
In the beach with the squad
5 6 2 and abroad
9 1 6 with the rod
Smoke big gas no facade
I got the dope and In brown el camino
I’m indian hoe i should own a casino
I eat Jollibee ‘cause my bitch Filipino
Im burning through green like a damn jalapeno
Orange gang
Big spider shit
Bully wayne n spider gang shit n
Hahahahaha Chauncey (that aswell)
Orange gang (that too)
Dear bitch, I plead with mine
Shoot shoot shoot shoot
Please do not beseech my inner establishment for the phallus, por favor