We gone throw them blunts up high
If you trynna get high w/ the jynn. (Get high w/ the jynn.)
And we don't give a f**, don't try if you wanna get fried then come in
Get fried then come in. (2x)
They call me crackhead
Running through the city w/ my last leg;
Split open the dutch and let the guts out on the casket
I be on that acid
We burning the plastics
Bad b**hes, money and my habits are lasting
Ya be trynna gas sh**
Like I'm making a cla**ic;
And while I'm puffin pickles I just giggle: "where the cash is?"
If ya'll really mad then;
I might of had an accident
Mobbing w/ my Bobby like my back has an new axe in it, DAYUM!
We gone throw them blunts up high
If you trynna get high w/ the jynn. (Get high w/ the jynn.)
And we don't give a f**, don't try if you wanna get fried then come in
Get fried then come in. (2x)