[Intro]
Oh my god, stop the music

[Verse 1: Lil Darkie]
I'm in the airport
I got a flight today
R.I.P. PnB Rock, he just died today
Uh, I look forward, to the brighter days
Uh, I'm with Christ Dillinger, we got high today

[Verse 2: CHRIST DILLINGER]
Pine came in, told the plug, bring it right away
This weed and exotic strain got a fire taste
Every time a n***a make a song, I think about my mom
Gotta roll this weed in the joint, I can’t hit the bong
I don't know my dad, so I cannot think about my dad
This bitch wanna suck my dick, but I don't think she bad
Louis V bag, and it came with a Louis tag
Me and Darkie always on a tour, n***as hella mad

[Verse 3: Lil Darkie]
Anyone who ever hated on me doin' hella bad
Everybody hoppin' on the trends, chasin' all the fads
But I just been hoppin' on planes seein' other lands
With that attitude you got, you'll never see a hundred bands
I’m 23, I can see the age in my mothеr's hands
I'ma do it for my family, I'm a bag-getter
All you n***as act like you ain't got no ancеstors
I'm high as fuck in the Yohji Amamoto sweater
[Verse 4: CHRIST DILLINGER]
I'm high as fuck, n***a, for real
I can see if the lean real 'fore I pop the seal
Money tall, like Shaquille O'Neal, that's without a deal
Rick Owens boots on my heel, and you know they real
Half of these n***as stab you in the back to get a check
It ain't about what a n***a got, it's about respect
If my ancestors could see me now, I'd have their respect
I'ma always say what's on my mind, I don't second guess