"Dave is passed out right now
Whatever you say man, we clashed"

[Verse]
I was born in a wrap
Simple as that
Now I gut blunts
[?] [?] bags in class
In the back of that class
I would rap
But it'd be trash
That was back when I was failin'
I was safe to say I passed
For the best in town
Fuckin' best in state
Seventeen
Kickin' raps that would fuck your brain
Talkin' 'bout gold chains, gold teeth and rings
Singin' Cash Money Records' an army like BG
Fuck a shinny new car
I'm ashin' the tank
No limit on the break lights
No limit on my chain
These are real rhymes
Driven by real faith in this game
To let me bring the thing to life again
Cartier's big tints and some baggy ass jeans, yeah
I'm lost in the 90's
Go back in time if you really wanna find me
'Cause I'm lost in the 90's
And there's no tellin' when I'll be back
I'm with Master P
Blowin' weed in his lap
'Cause I'm lost in the 90's
And there's no tellin' when I'll be back

Pullin' on the corner with my touchscreen phone
You can tell that Hollywood is my home
Spice 1 in my headphones
Skatin' up to Melrose
TeamSESH lighter, flick flame
Young hellboys
Young rick, blowin' up shit
'Cause everytime I drop a rap
I just blew up the kid
Puttin' bank in my piggy
'Cause I owe all this
To the ones that raised me
Yeah my family n' shit
My brother n' shit
My cousins n' shit
Well not really my cousins
But I'll give Dave a little bit
And Jay a little bit
Just to buy some new fish
So we can get high and laugh
When they battle n' shit
Battle n' ships
N' sinkin' every one of 'em
TeamSESH roach rats
Masters we on somethin'
On nothin', that's you
Fuck you, fuck you
Too high, too young
My blunts too full
"You talk weed alot ?"
-Yes I do
"Why do you do that ?"
-'Cause that's just what I do
"Are you tryin' to appeal or just trynna sound cool ?"
-Well now I'm gettin' high just to fuckin' forget you

(Dave is fuckin' passed out)