[Intro]
(This is a certified classic)

[Chorus]
Damn, I fucked your bitch man, I'an een know
Got the Sub-Zero ice, man, my chain on froze
Man, I can't not leave the house, unless I keep my pole
Too much guap, my wallet can't fold
You ain't talking money, then I gotta go
Long Live Taj, man, I'm still on go
Still catchin' place from places, I'an een know

[Verse]
Smoking loud pack, tryna get to high to the ceiling
Facing big blunts, baby, I can't face all my feelings
Still off these Xanax's, man, I keep on forgetting
They like, "Zee, you dying slow"
I'm like, "Oh shit, no kidding"
I be on my sauce so please don't bother me
Bitch all in my phone, I feel like Sosa, please stop calling me
N***as like a pebblе so I know them one don't wan' rock with me
You ain't [?]

[Chorus]
Damn, I fuckеd your bitch man, I'an een know
Got the Sub-Zero ice, man, my chain on froze
Man, I can't not leave the house, unless I keep my pole
Too much guap, my wallet can't fold
You ain't talking money, then I gotta go
Long Live Taj, man, I'm still on go
Still catchin' place from places, I'an een know
[Outro]
Still catchin' place from places, I'an een know