Got the tooly to my side
That's my side hoe
Chop a couple lines
Then we ride
The whole high note

Dime to my right
Says she home from Ohio
She don't want the light
But she take the whole pipe tho

Freddie sunshine until mother fucking night go
Goodbye to sun and now we boolin' flippin' Eskimo

Goofies acting bum
But just thumbin' through
My check some more

Decimal

[Ya ya]
Cahlyban

Bearded like the Taliban
All these n***a's bitches fans
All these n***as switchin'
Damn
The fuck are friends
Like me oh me oh my TN
Like you ain't tryna catch these hands

Like no

They don't want it
Bite the bullet
They ain't bout it
They know

'Cus I'll go pull it
Ain't shit to do it
Like n***as
Bout to get

Oh my God oh my God - Really
Bitches talkin' bout that - Y’all silly

N***as talkin' bout work with me
N***as thought that would work on me
N***as talkin' bout I been a fan
N***as talkin' bout the vision man

But where were you
When I was down and out
Bitch left with my bag amount
Had I known a simple lie would pain me so
[Pain me so]
I'da cut these n***as off long ago
[Long ago]
Had I known a simple lie would pain me so
[Pain me so]
I'da cut these bitches off long ago
[Long ago]
Had I known a simple lie would pain me so
[Pain me so]
I'da cut these n***as off long ago
[Long ago]
Had I known a simple lie would pain me so
[Pain me so]
I'da cut these bitches off long ago
[Long ago]