Clear nights riding 'round with the crew Smoking on the finest green, you know how we do Running out of papers grab another 32 Each got our own strain, each face a q Couple hours later we thinking what to do Fuck it, let's record then, roll a spliff or 2 Sipping Aguardiente pa ponerme las pilas Start feeling stronger than Majin Vegeta Ven pa ca mami que ta muy bonita But don't get too close I'll treat you like Misa I'm Kira Mixed with Uchiha Always alone, so no I don't need ya Know all the tricks, if you want I can teach ya You'll love how I treat ya Burn holes in my hoodie with some hypno in my cup Sour diesel got us feeling so hazy Hit the stu, record some tracks so wavy After this grab some grub so tasty Face it, no one out smokes the five of us Everyday we light a blizz and get high like NASA to the skies like, you know we living life Jack e Coca-Cola make you suck on my pistola Vem pra favela, doce igual canela, and your name Canela In my room we light some velas get the whole vibe right Hit the crew tonight so you can spark it up Just like another vela And I roll one Just to see it better Break it down put in them woods that's tasting like vanilla Strong smella, raw getta My eyes a lil redder I'm out my mind tryna figure out holes out my sweater Long spliffs no short stubs yeah all slender One hit like a soccer kick nigga no header Rodent pack cut the cheese when you get the hints of cheddar And when I got my J I won't ever have to let up Cut the cheese when you get the hints of cheddar And when I got my J I won't ever have to let up

Mm are we vibin? Are you on the wave I am riding? There's a glimmer here, do you recognize it? Get your friends to come and give me some advisin I don't wanna just hit, it's not like that Only thing I'm tryna quit is my flight back With you, everything is easy, you're a life hack And I know you feel it too when our eyes catch I can see the little glimmer I remember in September we were flirting over dinner We were drinking we were laughing and the lights were getting dimmer There was tension, holy shit I even thought we had an ember You looked so good that night Things were looking bright, thought we could be nice That's alright Another time You red eye shadow lights the wick You on fire, we don't need a bic May I have a glass of water? Can you feel this heat? I'm a certified simp, I need to take a seat Bandana and a cig for a fit check And she got that drip drip, damn she's set Gotta make it back out to the west coast Your friends are pretty but it's your vibe I like the most Mm are we vibin? Are you on the wave I am riding? There's a glimmer here, do you recognize it? Get your friends to come and give me some advisin I can never tell if all the texts and all the conversation Might be indication that I'm not alone in my frustration I been waitin for an explanation as to why you datin Jason? When you say you hate it It's like goodness gracious Come and be mine, oh My everything, my own You'll never leave, I know He bought a ring, I know You got a house, you got accounts Got everything, I know And every time you say I'm too late It stings, ai oh Oh So you're not opposed It don't matter either way I suppose That's just life, that's the way that it goes I know I know Can't help but wonder if I'm on your mind too I know I feel it do you feel the vibe too? In every other girl I'm only tryna find you I do, I tried to There's no one like you Mm are we vibin? Are you on the wave I am riding? There's a glimmer here, do you recognize it? Get your friends to come and give me some advisin Your read eyeshadow lights the wick You on fire, we don't need a bic May I have a glass of water? Can you feel this heat? I'm a certified simp, I need to take a seat Bandana and a cig for a fit check And she got that drip drip, damn she's set Gotta make it back out to the west coast Your friends are pretty but it's your vibe I like the most Mm are we vibin? Are you on the wave I am riding? Are you on the wave I am riding? Are you on the wave I am riding?

Yeah, King Push I could tell you what the Porsche cost, what my wrist like What a brick weigh, what your bitch like Ace bottles and late models, niggas happy with the base model Fashion God from fake model, they follow I'm the culture, KRS in a 'Rosta Poetry, Scott La Rock with the coca, I'm the joker My bitch got the poker face, she a soldier Might let you fuck just so she can show me the safe Yugh! I did live through drug wars, open suicide doors Fuck the bitch on mink floors but it ain't enough Yugh! Seen the world on these tours, Porsche paying 'til I bought Yugh! I partied off shores but it ain't enough Motivate or I can be a menace, you got two choices I got one chopper, I'm hearing voices I'm seeing visions, these Rolls Royces In arms reach, I come creep, these snakes are poisonous Oyster perpetual lifestyle, look at the watch on me right now Bezel blinding like a bright cloud It's a drug dealer's dream Everything that I say is everything that I mean Let's weigh it up Check, kilogram on the neck, money, power, respect Real shooter's on deck, but it ain't enough Yes, man I just got the text, she's just waiting, undressed Her girlfriend brought the checks, she ain't enough Everybody get the tech, all you niggas hit the deck Bitches think he got next, but it ain't enough Haters still wanna test, but I just say, "Fuck the rest" Always gave her my best, but it ain't enough

Ayy Tell Ayy, got one? Ayy, tell On a spell Purple jet Purple jet I'ma run right through this paper I'ma run right through this paper Right through a check Cop me a jet Go cop me a jet Go cop me a jet I'ma run right through this paper I'ma go right through this paper Right through a check Cop me a jet Young nigga cop him a TEC Cop me a jet I spent two milla on where I rest I got two hundred up on my neck Dual exhausts like Twin Towers On that Carerra I cause a jet Please call 9-1-1 You know this a Turbo S Still got the scale, nigga Feel like I'm Virgo-esque I might fuck up a check on her If we kick it, David Beck on her That's my Becky with the good hair Say King Push done went left on 'em All designers, not a problem Ask Desiigner, I signed him (true) Billboard's a jungle gym Sat back and watch 'em climb 'em It's Nobu on his charter Crab roll starters (no chopsticks) Main course was from Malaysian open waters Apollo jets, you just jet smarter Love the money And I'm married to the game, meet me at the altar I'ma run right through this paper I'ma run right through this paper Right through a check Cop me a jet Go cop me a jet Go cop me a jet I'ma run right through this paper I'ma go right through this paper Right through a check Cop me a jet Young nigga cop him a TEC Cop me a jet I'ma run right through this paper I'ma run right through this paper Right through a check (check, check) I'ma go cop me a TEC (TEC, TEC) Milly gon' cop him a TEC (TEC, TEC) For them new shoes, die for respect I'ma run right through this paper I'ma run right through this paper Ballin' hard like the Lakers Givin' bitch nigga no favors You gettin' hit with the razors He gettin' hit with the shaver Ballin' hard like the Pacers Niggas talkin' like they raised us None of 'em raised us I'ma get right to this paper I'ma get right through this paper Run through a check I'ma go die for respect Bitch nigga hit like the ref For them new shoes, die for respect I'ma run right through this paper I'ma run right through this paper Right through a check Cop me a jet Go cop me a jet Go cop me a jet I'ma run right through this paper I'ma go right through this paper Right through a check Cop me a jet Young nigga cop him a TEC Cop me a jet