[Intro]
Smoked-out sessions
Uh
Right
Level up on these n***as
Kush God, bitch
It's only right
Uh

[Verse 1]
All I wanna do is get money and fuck bitches
Young n***a shit, right? In that order
Hop on a joint with me, it's manslaughter
Listenin' to myself on Pandora
Run down with choppers, not camcorders
Woah now, pressure is cookin', got the lowdown
And word 'round town you singin', should've been with Motown
I blow down pounds with ease, smoke like I breathe
Kush God is my lowlife ID
You got the right one, smokin' and jokin', fuckin' light one (Uh)
I might burn these sixty-four grams before the night come
What up, B? Wintertime furs or chinchillas (Uh)
Gettin' all this chicken, I'm immune to salmonella (Ah)
Spare pipe, her man actin' up, she need a fill-up
Come through, shorty, don't worry, I'll pay the babysitter
Hop, skip, and a jump, fuck her right out of her pumps
Then I'm dippin' when I finish this blunt, you got the right one
[Chorus]
Dead in the middle of the Wild 100s
I spit riddles and get wild hundreds (Right, right, right, right)
All I wanna do is fuck bitches and get money (Uh)
Dead in the middle of the Wild 100s
I spit riddles and get wild hundreds (Right, right, right, right)
All I wanna do is fuck bitches and get money

[Verse 2]
Mafioso flow, butter-soft leathers, let's fuck up some cheddar
Get money endeavors, whatever's whatever, uh
Cuttin' up like super shredder
I'm super clever, test my wit, dog, you could never (Nah)
Try to find me, find Waldo, shit, how y'all all go
God, God, bless this god flow, I'm tapped in
They call it the trap, why? It's the life, dog, we trapped in
The goal's to get out, get money, make it happen, uh
The lost son of Mary Magdalene
The flow so wavy, I'm water raftin'
This that step in the bank
Give me the money pinned on the napkin
I'm 'bout that action, livin' life in All-Madden
New era, last MC, Toronto finally passed entry
Weed charges, all DATs, uh
Canadians think I'm awesome
Steady flossin' everywhere like Tim Hortons, got the right one
[Chorus]
Dead in the middle of the Wild 100s
I spit riddles and get wild hundreds (Right, right, right, right)
All I wanna do is fuck bitches and get money (Uh)
Dead in the middle of the Wild 100s
I spit riddles and get wild hundreds (Right, right, right, right)
All I wanna do is fuck bitches and get money

[Outro]
DZA, DZA
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