[Verse 1: Patrick Zae]
Wylin, wylin, women get to piling
Burn all these bridges till we got an island
Just threw a party, tell me who's invited?
Games green as her eyes they got me mindless but
She just claim like, "Zae, you're so fake"
Posse floss look clean as Colgate
Te said, "Time to get this dough mane/domain"
We so loud, baby you okay?
Worked so hard I need my recess
Girl next door knows a few secrets
Less than the list of my recent regrets
Swear I don't remember where we was last weekend but
Not the last time
Far from the first
Ex-girl hates me
She says I'm the worst
Pink Lemonade right here for your thirst
Cause that life that you living to me seems absurd
Word
Last night got a little too crazy
But I never let any situation phase me
Likely your wifey like me maybe
Damn... you really need to take that off baby
Man all these blunts tend to scatter my mind
I hear music in my head more than half of the time
While the boys from the burbs getting back to the lines
Gotta act likes its fine
You know this eighth won't last for the night