[Chorus: Kap G]
I made a lot today
Lotta green, like it's St. Patrick's Day
My wrist, that's that carot cake
I got me twins like it's Mari-Kate
Put 'em to bed like J. Holliday
My old bitches all got the sad face
Luie and Gucci acompany
Double cup, I'm bout to hybernate
I jump out the Coupe, and I got me a new bitch
Took off the brain, now that bitch is so stupid
Smoking on flowers, I'm all in the tulips
The lean got me leanin, just off of 2 sips

[Verse 1: Kap G]
Feeling kinda proper
[?]
I might hit the oppa
[?] on, call me big pappa
[?]
[?]
They got [?]
I might hit up Capo
She ain't fucking [?]
Eyes on the bush, like I'm from Ohio
Tryna ride the wave, I don't do the title
Went from picking bottles to poppin bottles
I got the big like I'm [?]
Strong like [?] the hate just motivating
Always smoke my blunts in case you try to lace them
Hundred on the Dash, riding with Stacy
Baby you a star, just like Macy
[?]
[?]
My girl [?]
[?]
[?] look like Rihanna
Candy paint Rari, [?]
Say I get money, I ain't getting [?]
Cermit The Frog, I'm sippin tea on her
[?]
Don't leave your girl, trust me Imma be on her
Kap G!
[Chorus: Kap G & Paul Wall]
I made a lot today
Lotta green, like it's St. Patrick's Day
My wrist, that's that carot cake
I got me twins like it's Mari-Kate
Put 'em to bed like J. Holliday
My old bitches all got the sad face
Luie and Gucci acompany
Double cup, I'm bout to hybernate
I jump out the Coupe, and I got me a new bitch
Took off the brain, now that bitch is so stupid
Smoking on flowers, I'm all in the tulips
The lean got me leanin, just off of 2 sips
Paul Wall
Slab God
2 cups

[Verse 2: Paul Wall]
First off, we ain't smoking on the same Kush
I'm rolling up the Sattalight OG
It's from the west coast, but I'm in the 3rd coast, pouring up a PT, rolling up a whole P
Long as the drank ain't spillin, I'm chillin
Big paper stacked up, cause the grind hard
Andre Johnson, hall of fame for them yards
Never froad, [?] to the wall
Grind all night, grind all day
No time for a romance, no way
I'd rather put [?] on a 6 tray
Your bitch wanna ride with me, she gotta pay
I'm from the H Town, the home of the come down
I made a whole lotta green on the greyhound
On the way to A Town, 10 toes down
10 catolacs flying [?]
Who in the fuck?
Who in the fuck knocked over my cup?
Ho, gon square up
Bout to smoke and po up this good till it's [?]
And afer the trap, back to the [?]
Getting straight to the [?] no [?]
Me and your girl just fucked, I ain't date that
Never drive [?] why I hate that
[?]
Paul Wall
[Chorus: Kap G]
I made a lot today
Lotta green, like it's St. Patrick's Day
My wrist, that's that carot cake
I got me twins like it's Mari-Kate
Put 'em to bed like J. Holliday
My old bitches all got the sad face
Luie and Gucci acompany
Double cup, I'm bout to hybernate
I jump out the Coupe, and I got me a new bitch
Took off the brain, now that bitch is so stupid
Smoking on flowers, I'm all in the tulips
The lean got me leanin, just off of 2 sips