Acid, acid
Tab, tab
Roll it, smoke it

Take a drag, drag

Ainâ??t no heart in the music, itâ??s all device

In the lab cooking work like Walter White
My general salute, I got a gram or two
And have a ^!$$% head spinning like a poltergeist

Probably never gonna change, ^!$$%, $#&@ fame
This is real cocaine, ^!$$%, ^!$$%, numb to the gums
Numb, numb till you spit

Nothing I ever do is whack, so in fact, I am that sick
^!$$%, hit it once then he pass it
Casket, casket, I am often drastic

Undead to the dead, two horns in my head
Levitating when my eyes become red, dog
Nectar for the holy protector, wrecked them

Yes, I carry along weapon, just in case
Machine gun them, we clear the place
True jan love, ganja we blaze


Donâ??t do drugs, kids, give them to I
Itâ??s amazing how acid could open your eyes

My face look sour â??cause Iâ??m smoking it, guy
Iâ??m so damn high, canâ??t open my eyes
Donâ??t do drugs, kids, give them to I

Itâ??s amazing how acid could open your eyes
My face look sour â??cause Iâ??m smoking it, guy
Iâ??m so damn high, canâ??t open my eyes


You the best, nuh-uh, Iâ??m the best, bro bro
Shotgun, pump pump, leave you leaking, slump slump

Now you all $#&@ed up, donâ??t compare us to nobody, ^!$$%, theyâ??re not us
Had to die for youâ?? $#&@ the music in my crutch
OG I puff, gold teeth, not much if not at all

Told her I donâ??t give a $#&@ unless the moneyâ??s involved
Or drugs involved, or $#&@s involved
Baby, a dollar and a dreamâ??ll make your money evolve

Like watered down packs, youâ??re not that raw
These Bolivian bars that Iâ??m stepped on
Hearâ??

^!$$%, you slipping if you ainâ??t near that wet bong
Supreme seams, Zombie logo
Or Iâ??m wearing Polo, eye bleed hit trees meet sonny bono

Between these seas and I row, row, row, row
Radiant girl canâ??t see my aura
Iâ??m Meechy, I needs me a Rita Ora

Lock your daughters, Iâ??m coming for her
I knock that (*##$ up and I not support her, Iâ??m joking, sorta
You know my futureâ??s bright and Iâ??m kinda important

I donâ??t need the karma, drama, baby momma
Letâ??s hear boutâ?? I let you spray the llama
When doubt I got problems, I spit that fool and drown in a coffin

The worldâ??s on my back and itâ??s quite exhausting
But Iâ??mma keep it squeezing it for all this fortune, Iâ??m off this