[Intro: Zay Loco]
I'm high as hell on this shit, man
(TAMALHI)
Juice, what up, man?
I know you rollin' off them pills
I'm finna tweak on this bitch, man
Gang shit though

[Verse 1: Zay Loco]
I spaz on the track, y'all n***as so wack
In the booth turnt up, then Juice up next
Ring, ring on my line, yo' bitch wanna sext
I don't ever call back, hell nah, just text
I'm a young ass n***a and I swung so blessed
Won't ever be broke, smoke dope for the stress
Yeah, I'm 'bout that life, I don't even need hoes
Left hook, right hook, knock a n***a out his soul
I just wanna get rich, gettin' money is the goal
Want a foreign ass whip with a bitch that's gold
With a fat ass crib, one of these count rolls
I need fame and bread, school shit gettin' old

[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
Like woah, I'ma get the money then go
Pass the bitch like a give and go
I'm on a roll, I just want dough
I told you n***as what the fuck that I'm on
All of my n***as be rollin', these bitches be rollin'
They rollin' wit' us and we goin'
All my n***as they gon' blow on that strong
Got a gun on me so my life is long
Told I’m the man, don't forget it
Boy, I swear to god, I'mma aim at his vision
In the cut, give a fuck, hell nah, we scissors
Abracadabra, I turn to the wizard
Freestyle shit I don't even gotta write it
I can see the future like a muhfuckin' psychic
Girl gonna ride my dick like a bike
She a lil' ass bitch, call that shit Little Tike
Muhfucka, yo' girl that shit I like
Boy, told you I'm in it for real, duh
All of my n***as be rollin', I swear I be Romeo
I pop me a pill
All of my n***as go crazy
What the fuck is you on?
All of these n***as be lazy
But there's millions on my futon
Millions on my futon, ayy
[Interlude]
Finish him!

[Verse 3: Juice WRLD]
Uh, I'm goin'
These hoes, they be goin', they already know it
Co-Coke in the air, told yo' girl it was snowin'
All of these bitches ain't loyal, they hoein'
Fuck is you talkin' 'bout, all of my n***as, they ballin'
Swear that they ballin' like Spalding
Taught you to auction
Gettin' money, boy, I'm doin' these verses, the highest the offer
Look, boy I get high, me touch the sky
I'm too fly
Girls kissin' girls, I swear that they bi
And after I fuck, I tell they ass, "Bye"
Any n***a wanna come get it, I got it
Don't forget it, I'm rolling up pot
It's blurry ass vision
I swear these n***as talk dumb til I pull it out, shoot on the spot
Any n***a wanna come get it, we gone
I get this shit, then I'm gone
I'm out workin' all night and I do this rappin' shit on my own
I need shouts out to my n***a Zay
You know that's the game though
And I feel like Future all day
'Cause when I turn up I get on beast mode
Sick of this rap game
Getting used to these cheat codes
My Glock sing all day
Bitch, I ain't even talkin' 'bout Glee tho
Stitch 'em up like Lilo
Run up on me, that's some dumb shit
These n***as talkin', they just startin' rumours
But these bitches follow by assumptions
And I'm just tryna get this money
I get the money like it's nothing
It's Halloween when I come around
Mask on, we is smashing pumpkins
'F' everything, n***a I ain't even talkin' 'bout that I'm flunkin'
But all these n***as stupid, boy I'm A1, all these other n***as flunkin'