Pull up to the cut looking too clean
Shine so bright like when the jewel gleam
Smoking 3rd Dimension y'all shit 2D
You know that feeling when you're getting too deep
I just smoke these drugs so I can go to sleep
Is my music trash or is it poetry? (I don't know)
My bitch love me and we so in sync
Look at iPod, I'm like OMG (OMG!)
Your bitch, she with me, she like OMG (OMG?)
I show her things she show me things I never seen
I ain't talking moldy cheese, chasing chedder green
Need parm for my noodle on some Fettuccine
Everything, I need everything
I'm smoking on a blunt with some ketamine (K!)
(Ohh, K, Ouuhhh, K, Ohhhh)