[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]