[Chorus]
I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my n***as, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you n***as get sick of us adding up payments

[Verse]
I ain't been selling much as of lately, I'm asking brodie for food
He wasn't tryna be rude and foenem was hell of a dude
But, he told me I gotta focus and I gotta move 'cause I can't be stuck in the city
I'm out of Chicago and I'm from the eastside, I can't let the jungle forget me (Ooh, yeah, ooh, ayy)
She on my hotline, gotta shoot for the star like a Glock 9
Can't be stuck in the jungle, that's not fine
I'ma need that green, I'm Popeye
I'm a black sheep, I speed past stop signs (Bitch, ayy, ayy)
Come get your bitch, she feigning for penis (Yeah, ayy)
Be like my pops, I don't need no fetus (Uh, uh)
Spiritual n***a, I don't need no Jesus (Uh)
Just be yourself, I'll peep your genius
Be yourself, I— (Ayy, but)

[Chorus]
I put a dub in the tank and we pushing this bitch 'til we can't even drive no more
Fuck it, I don't really get high no more
My mouth get dry like raisins
Counting this cheddar with some of my n***as, I just met a few Caucasians
We getting bitches while most of you n***as get sick— (Bitch, ayy, ayy)