[Intro: Lil Gohan & Kankan]
Huh, sippin' on Wockhardt, sippin' on mud
That n***a really want smoke with me
But I put that shit up in my lungs
I told that boy it's $400 a ounce
If he really really want some

'Cause he wanted to be like us, yeah
Ridin' in a double R truck
Bad bitch, she causin' a scene
I fell in love with codeine
Too high, might OD, yeah
Put this ho on my team
(D-D-DJ Banned)
(I love DJ Gren8de)

[Chorus: Kankan]
He, ain't even went up
Man I know it suck
'Cause he wanted to be like us, yeah
Ridin' in a double R truck, yeah
Bad bitch, she causin' a scenе (damn)
I fell in love with codeinе, yeah
Too high, might OD, ay
Put this ho on my team
Everything ain't what it seem
Ride with a magazine, yeah
Ride with the cash on me
Ride with the racks on me, yeah
[Verse 1: Kankan]
And my new ho, she want Prada
I ain't no role model, yeah
Got a codeine problem, yeah
Every other day I'm switchin' hoes
You know that I got options
You the type of n***a fall out with yo' bros 'bout hoes
Yeah, that's a problem, yeah
Slidin' in a VIP, in that Trackhawk, all red seats, yeah
That boy wanna run with me
Know he gotta pay a fee
N***a, that's just how it be, yeah
And that's how it go, yeah
He play then we uppin' the score
And he play then we up on the score, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Gohan]
(Gohan, it's over)
I cannot fuck with you boy, you a snake, lil boy you a troll
I cannot fuck with you boy, you a snake, lil boy you a troll
Catch you whippin' and you up on my road, you payin' a toll
High off the gas, off of the earth, it's makin' me float
I am the king, up in this castle, swim in the moat
Most of you n***as be actin' like Galaxy phones: you finna fold
I'm just gon' get me a bag, huh, then I'ma go
That n***a really be broke as it gets
He steady drinkin' the Nyquil
He ain't got nothin' to sip
Why the hell am I gon' fight if I be carryin' a stick?
Why the hell am I gon' fight if I already took his bitch?
I be steady makin' stacks but I really need more
I got designer all up on my clothes
I got designer all up on my, go, go
Huh, sippin' on Wockhardt, sippin' on mud
That n***a really want smoke with me
But I put that shit up in my lungs
I told that boy it's $400 a ounce
If he really really want some
[Chorus: Kankan]
'Cause he wanted to be like us, yeah
Ridin' in a double R truck, yeah
Bad bitch, she causin' a scene (damn)
I fell in love with codeine, yeah
Too high, might OD, ay
Put this ho on my team
Everything ain't what it seem
Ride with a magazine, yeah
Ride with the cash on me
Ride with the racks on me, yeah

[Outro: Kankan]
(This a Beez exclusive)
Slidin' in a VIP, in that Trackhawk, all red seats, yeah
That boy wanna run with me
Know he gotta pay a fee
N***a, that's just how it be, yeah
And that's how it go, yeah
He play then we uppin' the score
And he play then we up on the score, yeah