[Hook] I don't know about you, but I'm high as air I f**ed a deuce, another two and then another pair And I keep getting better by my watch tick And I don't worry about a jack-up cause I drop sh** b**h you came with more sticks, we pop sh** If we don't [?] She like her [?] like I be on flights smell that liquor in the co*kpit Hold the keys to my city like a locksmith Don't do a sweep until I fill them up with hot sh** I would never trust a soul, I barely trust the bros It all do it for the gang, I do it for these hoes All I smoke is dough, all I know is dough I'm g**ning like I'm stealing styrofoam And my shorty shoot sh**, I be with number savage All I know is money, again that sh** I have it Smoking dough, there's enough of that And I don't hesitate to [?] with that automatic All I smoke is dough, b**h I'm tree high And all these b**hes park right near ya And I don't wanna leave that Cheap Puerto Rican savage like Eli And my pockets so deep dish Your b**h wanna be this Let your b**h eat this My left wrist [?] And I ain't talkin bout the chase either I run around with 4 n***as that's 'bout 8 liters Your girl got [?] head, she's a great eater And I'm buzzin' off of deuce, so I [?] need her