[Intro: Ty Brasel, DJ Mykael V]

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Uh, aye
Xan-poppin' zombie
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
High
Yeah, yeah
High, aye (yo, Mykael)
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Ty Brasel]

Uh
Me and my homies stayed on that good
We were never sober
Had them Xans poured in that mango juice
Yeah
I was like 16
Sprite poured with the lean
Poured it full, had to switch roads, 25 a gram, uh
Two prescription bottles in my dashboard
Ridin' hot, boy, I just hope to fix
You'll not catch me slippin', 3rd drug sentence in like 7 years
I can't catch them felonies
That had me sittin' underneath the jail
Yeah, but right now
I don't even really care
I just wanna get high
Where's the joint with the smoke?
Where's the pop? Where's the roll?
It don't matter what you got
What you got, that's what I want
Lil young lost soul
Just tryna get elevated
Flyin' with the angel, my God
[Chorus: Ty Brasel]

I was a Xan-poppin' zombie
Purple-sippin', smokin' color X
Rollin', no sleep
Mixed it down to speed
Ballin' druggies, sweet 16
Young, lost
Searchin' for that high
High
I was a Xan-poppin' zombie
Purple-sippin', smokin' color X
Rollin', no sleep
Mixed it down to speed
Ballin' druggies, sweet 16
Young, lost
Searchin' for that high
High

[Verse 2: Ty Brasel]

Yeah
Me and the homies got sick of bein' broke
Aye, uh
Big homie said, "Go on, move the dope"
Yeah
I was like 17
Got my first oz
Turn that 28 to 56
Flippin' profits turn into my new addiction
In yo' neighborhood with the pharmacy
You don't need no prescription
Dope boys in yo' area
You surrounded by trap houses
Take you higher than a [?]
Junkies know it ain't no [?]
That's fast dollars, can't miss that
You need it, we got it, you fiendin', we supply you out here
Grindin' hard for that meal ticket
Mom said I was trippin'
"You gon' ruin yo' life, son"
God said, "There's more for you
You just wastin' yo' time, son"
I knew it was wrong
But it just felt so right, yuh
[Chorus: Ty Brasel]

I was a Xan-poppin' zombie
Purple-sippin', smokin' color X
Rollin', no sleep
Mixed it down to speed
Ballin' druggies, sweet 16
Young, lost
Searchin' for that high
High
I was a Xan-poppin' zombie
Purple-sippin', smokin' color X
Rollin', no sleep
Mixed it down to speed
Ballin' druggies, sweet 16
Young, lost
Searchin' for that high
High

[Outro: Ty Brasel]

Yeah
High, high
Uh
High, high
Uh
High
Uh
High, high