[Intro: YN Jay]
(J, this shit too crazy)
My bad, man
I ain't know you—I ain't even know you was ready, man (Ahhhhh)
I was too fuckin' high off muthafuckin' Wock' (Hmmm—ahhhhh!)


[Verse: YN Jay & GrindHard E]
Damn, I was high off Wock'
N***a said—claimin'—that was not your block
Poured too much lean in the pop, now it's comin' out
Fuck around and find about they crib, now they runnin' out
Damn, alright, you gon' do it like that? Okay, alright, watch how I'ma do 'em
My P.O mad as fuck 'cause he know my piss dirty, I am not gon' drop
N***a said he was a Pit Bull, you is not gon' lock
Hand me the gun its 100 in that bitch, I'ma shoot and I'm not gon' stop
Sold him that you got in that jar, that is not straight drop, that is not gon' lock
Bullshit you got in that wood, that is not no Za
If I say I'm finna drop a album, it is not gon' flop
Bitch walkin' 'round the crib, feet stank bad, she ain't got no socks
Why the fuck you sell that bullshit? You ain't got no drop
I found out where the opps live I just got the drop
I ain't fuck that lil bitch, I just got some top
I just paid $1,000—I just paid $700 for a foldable Glock
Fuck, I just paid $1,400 for a 4 of Wock'
N***a, you ain't got no dog shit, you can put it in your pocket, n***a
You got a foldable knot
Yeah I seen you at the trap house, you be holdin' the spot
You ain't made shit all month you a—yeah
You ain't made shit all year, you a leech, you need to go and die
Jump off a 50 feet building and commit sui—
Jump off a 50 feet building and commit suicide
Aye, you used to sell walkin' 'round with your shoes untied
Haha, ha
Coochie Man got powers, E do too, yeah, bro can fly
Ha, haha, haha
Nah I ain't gon' lie, I'm just tripping lil bro be high
Coochie Man be trippin', man you know my short ass can't fly
He know I just be high
Right now I'm Dr. E, do you need your pills prescribed?