Girl, I'm on TV
And my wrist 3-D
I know they want to talk
And they want to act like me
Too much drip
Leave a trail like slime
They want to come inside
Don't bang my line
I'm just smoking on a cigarette
I'm smoking on the green
Pop another perk
And I'm back inside a dream
They want to cop a feature
Sorry, I don't want to work
Stay so high until I'm buried in the dirt
Take your bitch and I'm up like vert
Brand new shoes and a brand new purse
Nodding in the background
I'm always off a benzo
Always keep it real, yeah
You know I keep it ten toes
Walk into the club, I got vomit on my pants
And I cop a lot of Gucci and do the money dance
I was smoking on the pound
I was smoking up a bag
Talk that shit
Because I do not lack
I'm sipping double cups of mud
(Whoa-a, ohh)
I put some salad in my blunt
(In my blunt, yeah)
My kush: Afghanistan
And my shoes are from Japan
Don't talk to me I'm on the phone
I'm fucked up I'm on the floor
Smoking fire, baby
Now I can't see straight anymore
Popped two perks
Now I'm alive
About to die
But I feel alright-alright

Pop xans
Gonna be okay
Da-do-do
Just dance
Popping percoset
Do-do-do
Pop xans
It's gonna be okay
Just dance
Popping percoset
Pop xans