(Verse 1: Woodlake)
[Yah!]
Lit a spliff, then fucked back in tha whip
After that we ain't spoken since
But its fine cause I didn't wanna know tha bitch
But that could be a symptom of my loneliness
I admit I ain't been on my best
I been smokin' hella kush, got alot a' stress
Dada dada hada hada I'm a fuckin mess
I been makin hundreds, I ain't even makin' sense [cents]
[Yah!]
(Verse 2: Aidan)
A, B, C, D, E, F, I'm a G
Look at me, look at me
Trottin' down tha street
Come with me, come with me
Fly to Hawai'i
Pop a pill, pop a pill, Vitamin D
She say I got sensuality
I say, I say, get on your knees
She say 'my time froze like hockey.'
I say, I say, suck my-
[Whoa]
(Verse 3: Dane)
Yeah, I said suck my D
Yeah bitch, get down on your knees
Two racks for a P, ten dollars for a G
Come shop with me
Gold on me and I'm stuntin'
OG Kush is what I'm puffin'
Broke boys, don't trust 'em
[Fuck 'em!]
(Verse 4: Zach)
Fuck em all, Imma bust 'em; 30 on my hip, and I'm stuntin'
Aye, got your bitch in my whip, and we bluntin'
And when we get to tha crib, you know I'm fuckin
Shots comin' at me and I'm duckin'
And if twelve pulls off you know I'm runnin'
Yeah, do tha 40 yard dash
Yeah, my name is Zach, and I got that street cash
(Verse 5: Woodlake)
Life is pretty sweet, but I won't catch a cavity
Only thing to hold me down if mufuckin' gravity
I'm fluent in this rap shit, just like math, see;
I be in tha party tryna fuck like a rabbit be
(Outro: [Polo])
[That's some good OG Kush,]
[She gimme that,]
[Got that sick weed,]
[Get you so high, make a nigga cry.]
[Feel like I'm on cloud nine,]
[and your bitch is fine, got a nigga spyin'.]