[verse 1: GDP]
Pavin' lanes in the game
Hash money where the herb gets lit
We the winner circle, b**hes all nervous and sh**
While she t**n it, imma put a perc in it
On vacation for permanent, that's affirmative
We pertinent, and labels can't sell you
Talk about "you had a record deal" but it fell through
f** you want me to do now, help you?
G'll sell bubble gum to lockjaws, at bell view
And tell them how to get rich and chicks gel you n' sh**
All over the track, so they smell you
And have pull like muscles from the shell
Sniff so much coke imma have to roll an L soon
Oh, you ain't know him? no emotion
Push come to shove G deeper than the ocean
Totin six doses gettin' opened
We the type to catch strep throat and keep smokin
[Chorus]
Let the snare blow, [?] the scarecrow
We move crowds like overtures, concerto
Money long like how space jesus hair grow
Bros like Kenan and Kel, oh, here it goes!
Crab mc's can't hold the master g's
Like tryna wash dishes using vaseline
Gettin' high? on no, actually, we be gettin' lifted like a tractor beam
[verse 2: GDP]
People say drink too much, that's cuz' i drink too much
Ain't got the cash here? ring you up
Like what you dumb young mother f**ers think this was?
Hash money mean get high and sling these nugs
Bubble hash [?] lebanese mabelise pakistani cashmere royal afghani
And got strains like home on the range
Purple haze dinner date, bu*ter we refrigerate
[Chorus]
Man I smashed a b**h but, actually, GDP doesn't give a f** [?]