[Intro]
Fuck me
You know somethin'? We ain't really never had no old money
I gotta go in
We got a whole lotta new money though
Don't judge, fuck it
Beast mode
Ayy, uh

[Verse]
Raindrop, drop top
I got Migos to pass the weed
I'm not Offset, but I set off with the takeoff
Probably why the hottie got a body like Cardi B
Bob Marley, I pass the weed
Pass the tree, 'cause my lyrics are a masterpiece
You can find me in the house like I'm Ali G
And I got a motherfuckin' ounce like I'm Charlie Sheen (Perfect)
Fuck my ex, I can't stand her, argh
Fuck my friends, I ain't Chandler, argh
First name's Blake, not Adam
See me travellin' the longest yards, I'm A. Sandler, argh
I was in a hotel, loungin'
Me and Bagzy were smokin' cones
And now I'm tryna get a bag on my broken phone
I'm livin' like a rockstar like I'm Post Malone
Slow down one time, baby, let's go
Heck no, I'm tryna put a house up in Escrow
I just wanna get a Ying Yang Twin
Then show 'em my Lil Jon till the girls wanna get low (Yeah!)
I'm the one to put a bar in the underground
You motherfuckers better make your thanks
When it comes to the dollar, dollar bills
Yeah, Chillin' get all the money, I'm a St George bank (Perfect)
Woo, woo, find me at a rave
Gettin' blazed with the kush and I'm lookin' for a pill hit
Got the gloves at the back with the ball
My brother, I ain't never Adam Gilchrist
Only my Don Bradman would get that
The bender it goes five days: Test match
This ain't the Basement Jaxx
But where's your head at?
Ha, stay in the cut with the sesh lad
Call up my crew, "Where the sesh at?"
If it's your wife, we don't text back
Arnie Schwarzenegger, I flex rap
Hit the forty, Rick and Morty
Fly through space, stay high with a jetpack
I swear that your bitch is boring, switch the story
You might end in the place where my ex at (Perfect)
I'm a man, bruv, I do what a man does
So I do it for my man, then my man up
I grew up not fuckin' with the mainstream
'Cause I had Big L rockin' on my Samsung
You can't be damn stupid
Brother, I'm Chill, don't ask your man, "Who's this?"
I jump on the 'Gram, I pass the damn doobie
I smoke me a spliff like Armin van Buuren
No money, so I skip my rent
See Jackson, high all the time like 50 Cent
I ain't ever done Muay Thai
But I still get high with my homies that hit the legs
All of you faggots are soundin' American
Bruv, I'm the pimp at your party
Check out this Aussie that's swaggin'
With Nautica jackets and shrimps on the barbie (Perfect)
These days, I'm sippin' the cheap whiskey
Till the day that I die, I'll be high
No surprise, I ain't givin' a fuck, it seems risky
I'll overdose on Nurofen Plus like 360
I was under Satan's spell
But Blake rebelled, the drugs I would take as well
I blazed the L, then stare up at the face of hell
That make a motherfucker laugh like I'm Dave Chappelle
Look back at it, oh my God
Wu-Tang Clan's playin' on my iPod
Got a white girl in some lingerie
She pass J'a with her arse in my face and the lights on
[Outro]
Argh, I can't even breathe, bro
Fuck it, that's it
One take, 420 fam, BodyBag Media, Deadthread (Perfect)
(Smoke weed every day)
Ah, pack me up
Call me a stripper, shit, I'm fucked
That was harder than I thought
Oh