[Intro: Smoke DZA]
Uh, right

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
I'm a loco, n***a, straight loco
So think twice 'fore you cross my path
Cause frontin' on DZA's a no go
I said a no go, told y'all, n***as is a Bozo
To go against my word just take it from me cause I know so
N***a no thought
Bodied in the trap, you get roped off
Call me Polo Young
N***a this a mothafuckin' Lo Sport
Kick that shit like none other
Rearrange a deal, need more mugga
Tryna get drunk as a fish tonight
Holla at my homeboy Joe Scudda
Straight shots, I don't need no ice in it
Got me talking reckless all night with it
All these old n***as on Gotti dick
Real life, he ain't even like n***as
Tryna be more like Bob Lemon
Obsession with the flow let the beat ride
From the West to the East side
Light the sour and bump this joint up in your G ride
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Smoke DZA]
Uh, I'm sittin' high, I'm tippin' slow
I'm gettin' high, but I'm sippin' slow
Mouth full of golds, n***a I got hella hoes
I'm that Harlem mothafucka with that mellow flow
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
(Purple, we loco! Purple, we loco!
On purple, we loco! Purple, we loco!)

[Verse 2: Smoke DZA]
I'm a corporal
Been around the globe, you're a local
N***as know ya gaffe and we laugh at the ash
That ya pass cause you’re more like Fogel
I thought I told you
You n***as hard of hearin', thought I told you
There's some new n***as eating in the hood
Shit. them other n***as old news
We them new n***as
Clappin at strong, whole crew's stable
Me and my n***as run this shit
Coolest n***as sittin' at the cool table
N***as pop shit on the web
Hide up in they crib cause they ain't able
'til you GPS a n***a's crib, tell some n***as where they live
Like they worked for cable, but they bout that life
You n***as ain’t with it though
You know, who you fooling?
You know you don’t smoke for real
Why you tryna reach for the doob? What you doing?
'til the next life
It's Jet Life, flying high is luxury
Ain’t shit changed, still George Kush
Still need eight lungs to come puff with me
[Chorus: A$AP Rocky & Smoke DZA]
Uh, I'm sittin' high, I'm tippin' slow
I'm gettin' high, but I'm sippin' slow
Mouth full of golds, n***a I got hella hoes
I'm that Harlem mothafucka with that mellow flow
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
Coming down, sittin' clean, mixin' that Promethazine
(Purple, we loco! Purple, we loco!
On purple, we loco! Purple, we loco!)