[Intro: GrindHard E & YSR Gramz]
(Dang, Overeasy, you made another one?)
Alright
What up, GrindHard?
Yeah
What up, YSR? (Yung Sak Runner)

[Verse 1: GrindHard E]
I'm so motherfuckin' high, feel like the sky fallin'
Pockets stuffed, shit fallin' everywhere, I'm wearing Nike joggies
Poured a twelve, then a four when it was gone, don't get this high often
Put your money where your mouth at, don't really like talkin'

[Verse 2: YSR Gramz]
He actin' like he really wanna buy it, he just high-talkin'
Bust down a whole P today, so I'm skywalkin'
I ain't have a scale to weigh it up, so I eyeballed it
I ain't get this shit from Johnny Dang, but my ice flawless

[Verse 3: GrindHard E]
If I see the name and date on the prescription bottle, then I might bought it
Damn, I mean I might buy it
Plug sent a n***a on a plane with the 'bows, said he don't like drivin'
Over seven hundred horses in this car that we drivin', we gon' fly by 'em

[Verse 4: YSR Gramz]
I seen my n***a scam for twenty bands, so I'm 'bout to try it
Bro'll walk you down with this K like Michael Myers
Airbnb for a week, brodie piece is fire
If I whip bands out on your bitch, she gon' get excited
Bro, he a shooter just like Kobe Bryant
7.62s hit like Mike Tyson
I got this 40 on my side, I don't like fightin'
Bro got caught with a blick, now he got HYTA
[Verse 5: GrindHard E]
My lil' n***a tried to snatch off from the hook and they wrecked the striker
My OG still totin' heat and sellin' dope and he a second-timer
I knew a n***a was cappin', so I put him on the spot 'cause I can't stand a liar
A n***a asked how to get a bag, get some product and go find some buyers
I be thinkin' 'bout all the ‘scripts I bust when I ride past Meijers
I know I'm extra, every time I bust my heat, I know somebody dyin'
I got so many heat, I still contemplate on which new gun I'm buyin'
Do anything for the load, I'm still gon' put my tax on it and gon' want the high end

[Verse 6: YSR Gramz]
If I want it, then I got it, n***a, I'm gon' buy it
A n***a play with YSR Gramz, then his family cry
Bitch, I cannot give you money, that's your family job
A n***a showed his crib on Live and got his family robbed

[Verse 7: GrindHard E]
I know a n***a built like Peter Griffin, he a family guy
VIP, walk straight to the front, we don't stand in the line
If it's a problem, I might pop outta nowhere up in your grass just like a dandelion
Jumped in the water knee-deep when I was young, I was ready to dive in
Projector screen on the wall at the crib, feel like I'm at the drive-in
I don't fuck with new n***as, if you wanna be gang, then get a stamp and buy in
Plug could give me anything on consignment, I ain't gotta buy ten
Could get a hundred-pack and still could get ‘em gone no matter what the price is
[Verse 8: YSR Gramz]
I'ma still ride with this blick if I ain't got no license
A n***a paid me for a feature on his song, I made him rewrite it
I wouldn't hang with dog, he a snitch, he gon' get you indicted
The Perc' beatin' my ass, now I'm tryna fight it