(F*ck!) Aye aye aye wooh yeah Keep it going Yep uhuh uhuh yep ok yep Look, so I just built another blunt And that's like 29 (20 20 20 20) And when I'm fuckin' on my girl I put it in her spine (in her spine) And they weren't rockin' with my shit They couldn't read the signs (where you at?) An eighth of mushrooms at Coachella Had me feelin' fine (I'm feelin' really good) I put it down like it's Old Yeller I can't even lie All my niggas loyal as f*ck We ain't switchin' sides (We ain't switchin') Oooo Damn, you cute as f*ck in that Calvin Klein (Oh my, oh my god) I had to had my chain tucked Nigga, I was feelin' dry (Where my drip at?) And now they askin' me what's up I guess I'm kinda shy And this weed got me goin' up (up up up) I guess I'm kinda fly (I'm flyin' nigga) I know they peepin' all my shit 'Cause I can see their eyes (I see their eyes) I took off swervin' in that whip 'Cause I was tryna hide (Swervin' swervin' swervin' swervin') I guess the cover's up (woo) I got some ice, I had to double up (Double it, double it) Sardines on some rice I wasn't fed enough (enough) I tried to do that feature I couldn't set it up (Couldn't set it up) Beat was kinda lazy, so I sped it up (I sped it up) Applyin' all that pressure I ain't lettin' up (Nigga ain't lettin' up) Check my chain, I shake my diamonds Look like 7UP (My fuckin' chain) I was grindin', had to remind them They weren't catchin' up (Can't catch me) Psilocybin, perfect timing In the nebula (Woah) F*ck nigga, I ain't regular (Huh?) Is that my ex, I don't remember her Tennis on my neck, it's Roger Federer (Tennis, yeah) This weed got me lit, it ain't no sedative (Woo wooo) I like subtracting money, so I added it My girl taste like honey with no additives All my chains are gold, but I want platinum Goin' fast down the road There ain't no catchin' him I ain't even have no shows I be crackin' up This flower on me ain't no rose Had to pack it up Nigga, I'd do anything to get my pockets up I got diamonds in my ring And in my fuckin' blunt