[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
We gon slide when we get that drop
Smokin on weed trynna ease my mind
Missin my n***as in the sky
Missin my n***as in the sky
And we we gon slide when we get that drop
Smokin on weed trynna ease my mind
Missin my n***as in the sky
Missin my n***as in the sky
Put up for my n***as dead and gone
Ain’t comin outside they be runnin in his home
I know bro go lock a n***a down
I ain’t gotta question he gon get a n***a gone
I got the vision in my head
Gettin them riches off them meds
Run up them digits ( )
She see I’m the realest they be trippin I’m trippin

[Verse 1: Yhung T.O.]
I switched it up and I went executive yeah
I switched up and I went executive uh
Say you want smoke
We ain’t never gone run uh
N***a want smoke
He don’t even own a gun
We ain’t doing no feds
But we don’t go once
Fuck shooting in the air
Bro hit em with the drum
Everywhere I go gotta shoot it to me
Tell em I trapped a steal semi
Tell bro we’re gonna run up a mil quickly
We’ll send em to the sky n***a don’t temp me
Left bitty to but n***a I ain’t the one
Get hit with this once
It’s gone leave a n***ah done
Boy I got my own bread you be getting n***as crumbs
N***a all my shooters fed
I ain’t giving n***as crumbs
I die for this chain on my neck
And my respect
And I’m on they neck
And I’m on a jet
How you say it’s trippy
We ain’t never met
Let a n***a try it
He gone meet his death
Man this shit get real
And I’m in the field
Even when I’m not
I got the glicky on me still
Don’t make me have to up
And leave a stupid n***a still
And these vvs’s in my muthafuckin grill

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
We gon slide when we get that drop
Smokin on weed trynna ease my mind
Missin my n***as in the sky
Missin my n***as in the sky
And we we gon slide when we get that drop
Smokin on weed trynna ease my mind
Missin my n***as in the sky
Missin my n***as in the sky
Put up for my n***as dead and gone
Ain’t comin outside they be runnin in his home
I know bro go lock a n***a down
I ain’t gotta question he gon get a n***a gone
I got the vision in my head
Gettin them riches off them meds
Run up them digits ( )
She see I’m the realest they be trippin I’m trippin

[Verse 2: Pacman da Gunman]
Kill shit for my dawg n***a
Tattoos for these scars n***a
Milk shit out these cars n***a
No white flags in my war n***a
When it’s on and crackin
No peace treaty
And I’m cool with that cause I’m knee deep
Either me or you talking six feet
This the art of war that’s how it gotta be
He’d kill for me
I’d kill for him
Them other n***as
We ain’t sparing them
Did everything we suppose to do
If I rap about it then you know it’s true
Would of took a life
Would of saved his soul
We ain’t tuck a tail
When the beef was on
Fuck n***as that ain’t thuggin with us
Gotta pray for em cause we’ll probably kill em
Ain’t no love in this
Ain’t no trust in this
All my n***as really shed blood for this
Make bail for this
Goin to hell for this
Either real or fake
You can tell in this
My temper short
And my money long
And my gun big
And I’m dangerous
You cross the line
And I’m killin n***ah
Don’t give a fuck about being famous
[Chorus: Yhung T.O.]
We gon slide when we get that drop
Smokin on weed trynna ease my mind
Missin my n***as in the sky
Missin my n***as in the sky
And we we gon slide when we get that drop
Smokin on weed trynna ease my mind
Missin my n***as in the sky
Missin my n***as in the sky
Put up for my n***as dead and gone
Ain’t comin outside
They be runnin in his home
I know bro go lock a n***a down
I ain’t gotta question
He gon get a n***a gone
I got the vision in my head
Gettin them riches off them meds
Run up them digits ( )
She see I’m the realest they be trippin I’m trippin