(Chorus)
You ain't felt sh** since the chronicles
Y'all smoking on Kush
You ain't felt sh** since the chronicles
Y'all smoking on Kush
You ain't felt sh** since the chronicles
Y'all smoking on Kush
You ain't felt sh** since the chronicles
Y'all smoking on Kush
( Verse 1)
Man my cliques about to step up
You know how we finna do it
You know how we finna mess up
Just to take you through this
Imma wow y'all with some gesture
Spit Circle no lecture
Smoking weed adventure
Camouflage sh** like debentures
Cause when I come up I go wild
You can ask them back benchers
Frequent rock and rolling
Till we so hot like some Ketchup
No flex, Dorian Gray y'all can never match up
They say I be going so hard
They afraid I might get punctured
Cause Im not an opposer
But there's some sh** I'd like to oppose
Got my clique behind me
And they dressed up Dressed in black from they head to toe
Got some screaming fans
All the way from Harlem
And they wanna get taste of my flows
Im the coolest I can suppose
So I guess that that case is closed