[Intro]
(Clayco on the beat)

[Chorus]
Yeah
Yeah, I wake up and roll me a blunt up, bitch, I wake up and go put that shit on
I wake up, lil' bitch, and I count them racks, I'm too high, baby, I'm too gone
These n***as think they 'bout that shit, but these n***as got it too wrong (Underworld)
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Woah, put a bad ass bitch in the VETEMENTS, she got that shit on
Woah, 2500 for the double B coat, got that shit on

[Verse 1]
Yeah, what I smoke on
Yeah, it's good strong, n***a, what I smoke on
Got ice on my neck like a snow cone
N***a tapped in with the plug, get the birds gonе
Top Floor Boss, came a long way from Lil' Lone
Bitch, I'm way up top, I could piss on your big homie
Bad ass bitch, and shе came with some tits on her
Got a real deal shooter, and he keep a stick on 'em
Yeah, my boy to left keep that glick on him
And I always kick playa shit, with this Rick on me
I always do tricks, with the swag, bitch, I'm sick on it
All types of bitches, tryna come through and get on me
Bitch, I'm rockin' this mask, like I'm fresh off a lick
Got a freak bitch, yeah, she in love with my dick
Like a video game, we got suped up sticks
Damn, I'm too geeked up, off the percs, feelin' sick
And I'm too fucked up when I'm driving this whip, bruh
And I'm swerving this shit, fuck
[Chorus]
I wake up and roll me a blunt up, bitch, I wake up and go put that shit on
I wake up, lil' bitch, and I count them racks, I'm too high, baby, I'm too gone
These n***as think they 'bout that shit, but these n***as got it too wrong (Underworld)
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Damn, I done fucked on his main bitch, now that lil' ho head gone

[Verse 2]
She speak a whole 'nother language, but know how to say Lonely
These n***as still on that lame shit, and I don't got no time for fake homies
These n***as still on that bullshit, I done switched off that, got on some fresh shit
These n***as still on that first swag, but I switched it up, got on that next shit
These n***as stuck on my old ho, I done swiped a new bitch off my checklist
Put Givenchy all over my logo, 'cause I'm too G'd out, please don't touch this
My boys too B'd out, they watch you bleed out
Your bitch can't breathe right now, 'cause I'm all up in her mouth
Yeah, she clean my house
Yeah, she clean my house
Bitch, got a sloppy top
Yeah, bitch got a real mop mouth
Yeah, I got baguettes in my cross, bitch, and it's upside down
Tell that boy, please don't try this shit, 'cause we gon' cross them out

[Chorus]
Yeah
Yeah, I wake up and roll me a blunt up, bitch, I wake up and go put that shit on
I wake up, lil' bitch, and I count them racks, I'm too high, baby, I'm too gone
These n***as think they 'bout that shit, but these n***as got it too wrong (Underworld)
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Yeah, you dead wrong, shoot him in the face, you dead wrong
Woah, put a bad ass bitch in the VETEMENTS, she got that shit on
Woah, 2500 for the double B coat, got that shit on