[Intro: *67]
Putrid nauseous
Green out often (Awww)
I can't be boxed unless it's coffin
When I lay down the voices watching
When I lay down the v- (lsdradio)

[Verse 1: methhead]
Weed gon fry my tears
Riley this isn't funny. Yes it is, grandad was smokin' weed!
Weed gon fry my head
Weed gon fry my head
And I rather be dead then be killed off instead
And I think that I need some sleep
And she just really think that I'm weak
I'm infusing weed with anything I eat
I'm not scared of loving, but to me I'm scared of missing
It's a week before I'm missing
Delete my Instagram or delete my Telegram
I think the feds in my dms

[Verse 2: *67]
Putrid nausеous (Sonic!)
Green out often
I can't be boxed unlеss it's coffin
Sonic stop smoking all the weed
When I lay down the voices watching
Bass get kickin', speakers knockin'
Blocks I'm spinnin', Imma clock in, it's a shift
Groupies flockin'
Ignorant, ever stopped it
Toolie hip, and I'm cockin'
Therapist? man I need it
Seen my wrists, and it's bleedin'
Imma lie, I'm conceited
Egocentric, and I'm heated
Oh no wait, no no, I remember now, it was acid
[Verse 1: methhead]
Weed gon fry my tears
Weed gon fry my head
Weed gon fry my head
And I rather be dead then be killed off instead
And I think that I need some sleep
And she just really think that I'm weak
I'm infusing weed with anything I- -eat -eat