[Verse 1: Samworth]
Backpack couple of pounds heavier than it outta be
Audibly you hear me, see?
Physically up out your seats
Mentally ill body you
With these lyrical bullets, I'm sorry dude
Another career done bit the dust
All cause of my rap kung fu
Oooo Bruce Lee up in this mothaf**a
Small yellow mighty, Gabapentin in this mothaf**a
Figgity figgity f**ed up, with this coke here, I'm on cloud line
Your b**h here, her a** fine
This nights been dope, need more time UH
More dopamine to keep me so happy
To keep me from k**ing you
You punk b**h, give me your shoes
And your wallet
And your weed
*Hits Blunt*
Backwoods rolled backwards this liquor got me so plastered
[Verse 2: Van Gar V]
Plastered as f**
Cloud 9
I'm pressin' my luck
Still D.R.E, naw this 20 years later
Smoke so much, sound like Darth Vader
Poppers and poppers, sh** is outplayed so I sold my weed and bought some DMT
So f**in' hot, 902 degrees
Molly in me, my serotonin flees
Depletes like my bag when I'm smokin' up trees
Sam, pour me another flamin' moe
It pa**ed the first test, I didn't go blind
You havin' fun?
Run it back
I'm havin' a heart attack
It's just d** so I go with it
No justice
Gar V's so poetic
Trust me, you're pathetic and showin' it
Blow in my nose
I ain't blowin' it
Still throwin' 'em bows
Who am I to keep you down?
Gold Dust Gar V
Gar V's name is Earl
Not the sweat, it's the hickeys to make you hurl
f** shock value like an early teenage girl
f**in' shock Valume comin' out of my tazer
Sit back and you're astonished
Gar V's honestly k**in' it
It couldn't be said so you let him just keep f**in' spillin'
This ain't been done
Have you seen me before?
No, therefore, reinforce
Thugz roll on you, no Bellator