Riding off in the Chevy, dope in the trunk is heavy
b**hes on me, they ready, I don't even gotta say nothing
Somehow they just love me, somehow they just trust me
I say I'm pretty fly for a white guy, I feel like David Duchovny
I'm lookin' like Bam Margera, I flip a b**h into a manual
I got something they can't handle, try to run up and get handled
Let me replenish my levels, I got my blunts and I'm rollin
I been dead for a minute, now my body couldn't get colder
Back to the mother f**in' plan, creep through the night with the blade in my hand
Sleep in the day, wake up with the moon, double cross me and I'll see you soon
I don't need a god, I just need you