[Intro]
One shot, with 1c

[Verse]
I said I was finna put the bottle down, I was lying to her
I ain't talking to no hoes, I was lying
Yeah, this bitch asked where I'm at, I had to lie
Bitch wanted me to come through, but I was high
I can't drive the whip right now, I'm too fried
I can't drive the whip right now, I'm off the juice
Driving late at night, and I'm having trouble seeing straight
Liquor in my cup helping me stay motivated
Cookies in the blunt helping me stay sedated
Yeah, my pockets fat, yeah my pockets on inflation
So many things, they counting me out, I stay patient
I would rather pop a bean, smoke some loud, then vacation
Start my day with a Backwood, I stay elevated
SEB, we going up just like an elevator
Middle fingers up, got no time for a hater
Watch up on my wrist shining like a lightsaber
I ain't trying to chit chat right now, I'll call you later
Man, all my shit big, man, all my shit major
Man, I'm finna sip, I don't care about no flavor
Since a kid I wanted a Glock 19 with a laser
When I was a kid I thought I would have powers
Used to sit with my pops, watch Austin Powers
Beat the shit out of [?] for some flour
And my life a motion picture just like Rush Hour
I had my outfit when I hopped up in the shower
I had my blunt lit when I hopped up in the shower (Yes sir)