[Intro]
A-, April

[Verse]
Yeah, wish I never picked up, wish I never called you back
Roll my feelings up, then I'm gon' like smoke it back
Swear this shit a lil' disease, I don't even want yo' pack
That boy took my shit and wore it, I don't want it back
On that wake up right now
Like someone roll my wood
I'm tryna smoke real good
Boy like talkin' on my shit
Told lil' bro to get him jugged
I'm just tryna put this lil' smoke down
I wish I could
Fuck all of my problems
Smoke up then I'm fucking good
You can see the Vetements right up from that fucking hood
I just got materialistic, then I took these fucking drugs
Knew this shit was wicked ever since I did this shit for fun