[Verse 1: JP23]
We just some mothaf**in kids
Lighting up some spliffs
G pa** the weed
That's my homie til im 6
6 feet deep
Buried in the mothaf**in ground
But now im college bound
So im down to get down
Down for the pound
Make a circle
Imma light it
Puff, puff, pa**
Taking off, now we flying
King of this sh**
You can call me king midas
Never catch 22
Like the motherf**ing mayans
I am
Positive
A new day
So im starting new
Cooking up tracks
Like a mothaf**in barbeque
These other artist dudes
Hating but they far from cool
So I don't give a f**
I keep winning
Boy its hard to lose
Yeah
And Imma run it til the d**h of me
Disagree then step to me
I'll hit ya jaw
Like metta peace
It's best to be
The best and we
Living life
Stressing-free
Full house of hoes
Got a DJ and a Stephanie
Booze and b**hes
That's the mothaf**in recipe
Bad b**h with me
Teeth whiter than some feta cheese
Fettachini on my plate
So I better eat
Ballin on them dubs
When you see me call me Stephen C
[Verse 2: G-King]
To be honest
I dont really mind the bullsh**
Only gotta cup o lean
Still my flow sick
Cold grib on the phone
In the phone clip
Never know when anybody
Need the dro fix
Damn j ill be reppin til im ninety eight
Everynight a party man im feelin kinda paid
And i never hit a low because im in a plane
Gotta feelin ill be high until im in a grave
Holy ghost come n get me ill be damn ready
Gotta bunch of weed around me
And a bunch of henny
Ain't nobody on my level
In a cloud today
Gotta lot of weed sittin
On my dinner plate
Imma eat it imma eat it all
Gotta roll the green until
Im chiefin ill be chinkin all
Day so ill be smokig til the night ends
Never know when ill be chillin with a nice ten
Tryna get some nice ends
Man i feel like ive been goin in for days
Everyday we gettin high blow it out the window pane
Get a spirit in ya cup
Ok we dont really play
Bout to roll a hundred blunts
Tell me would you like to stay?