[Verse 1: Johnny May Cash]
Watch on my wrist cost about two fifty
Chains on my neck cost about two fifty
One n***a say he f**in' hit me
And no n***a f**in' with me
In the dash I go 260
f** around I'mma do a 360
And I ride with Lizzy
Put it down, man, I feel a lil breezy
In the back, yeah, a best friend Izzy
I'm a thug, man, I'm feelin' like Dizzy
All white c**aine princess like the White House
Finna f** these hoes with the lights out
Aye, and we wound up yeah in the White House
Coupe 3 black and nobody out
Tell em get the mac and errbody out
It's time bout di toke tell these lames what I'm bout
Until these f** n***as this sh** a drought
Storm, muthaf**as, that's what I'm about
Same slick sh**, yappin' up the mouth
f** n***a, we done figured out
How to finesse a n***a outta 20 pounds
I'm high, I don't keep count
My n***as out when the geeks out
Aye, I want some dope when the freaks out
[Hook: Johnny May Cash]
I'm high, I'm high you dry bye bye
We ride on you all black drive by
Bye bye I'm high, I'm high
Alright, bye bye
I'm high you dry bye bye
We ride on you all black drive by
I'm high, bye bye alright
[Verse 2: Johnny May Cash]
I'm a young boss chilling with my feet up
f** n***a can't even see us
Gotta a big with me when I re-up
f**in with the white boys I'll get that cheaper
808's knocking out my speakers
30 singing just like Aretha
All this f** sh** yeah I peep that
My homie sending shots you ain't peep that
And we still on top and you ain't eat yet
Any change in this sh** we gon keep that
All my n***as savage you ain't peep that
And we stay masked up you ain't see sh**
Back to the stove tell em remix
The murder team yeah n***a I stay with
Well these n***as ain't gotta say sh**
Why you trying get my n***as fake sh**
We ain't with the fake sh** we don't play sh**
Got the herb from Jamaicans
And these birds in the basement
Finesse a n***a out of twenty pounds
I'm high let me keep count
My n***as out when the geeks out
I'm off the dope and the geeks out
[Hook: Johnny May Cash]