Rippin' the gas, it isn't a front
Roll up the grass, it's packed in a blunt
Hit it and pass, it's smellin' like skunk
Gather it fast, but now I go hunt

Yeah, now I go hunt
Bow and the arrow, I slay what I cut
Dribble it down like this shit is a blunt
The homies know why, and the ladies know what

The ladies want what
The ladies want love, they want diamond rings
They want all the fine things that don't come from flings
They want the call picked up when the cell phone rings

Ring, ring, but I see her face, and
I can't tell twice if I need my space
I want more than a girl over dinner plates
Just a little bit more cause I like the taste
Taste, taste, I like the taste

I like that ass when my hands up around your waist
Got a fine super body, take a hand and trace
I don't take time cause my time I don't waste
Yeah, my time don't waste, it's all up to me
I'm a sharp man, no cutlery

I ain't hard, young man, I'm buttery
Precinct second day's luxury, with luxury
Outside burnin' down shrubbery
Sittin' in the road feelin' wonderful
On the couch, flippin' comfortably
We're comfortable, like I'm a star
I cross through the sky and I travel far
White light years away and this shit been hard
And I'm tired of the drive, so I sit in park

Bat and swing, hit it out the park
So I bat and swing, hit it out the park
So I bat and swing, hit it out the park
And my run batted than when the ganja sparked

So we dooot, dooot, doot
Like a baby shark
Dooot, dooot, dooot
Like a baby shark

Dooot, dooot, dooot, I'm shittin' on the team
A young boy sky hook, lookin' like Kareem
A young man with a big head full of steam
And I might go fast or I might go

And now I go hunt, bow in the arrow I slay what I cut
Dribble it down like this shit is a blunt
The homies know why and the ladies know what

Yeah, the ladies want what?
The ladies want love, they want diamond rings
They want all the fine things that don't come from flings
They want the call picked up when the cell phone rings

Ring, ring but I see her face
And I can't tell twice if I need my space
I want more of that girl over dinner plates
Just a little bit more, cause I like the taste (taste, taste)

I like the taste, taste (yea, I like the taste)
I like the ass (the taste, taste)
Got my hands up high (I like the)
Take my hand and trace (no waste)

It's all up to me, I'm a sharp young man, no cutlery