Well I was loving on a blunt
Listening to Wayne
When this mofucking bitch told me turn off what I'm playing
Then we all was staring at him thinking this muhfucker lame
He looked at me said "bro change that shit or else I'm boutta skate"

And I said hold it up, What the fuck
Get this youngster out the function
Going nuts, blowing guns
Off a bitch who think he something
Pouring up, For my blood
Plus the ones that died too young
And so we stuck, rolling bud
I got green thumbs I'll keep thumbin green
Weed, money, kinfolk that Is all I need
Plus a one-way-flight to wherever the fuck I'll run the scene
Fuck a pilot, I'mma be the first, gimme back my keys
Or I'm boutta flip my world, then start flipping pounds & keys

Fuck the woop woop fuck 'em, I ain't worried for no sirening
Get some gats, and then I'd manage shit, I'd just do firing
Hit a couple plugs, ask a hustler if he hiring
Tell 'em Imma make 'em triple networth of the IRS
If I don't get in, tell who's at the door to fuck 'emselves
I put that work in, I deserve to make it by myself
Almost got 10,000 hours punched with hardly any help
Drip while I do the shit, I'm swimming word to Michael Phelps
I want a mil for every medal that that muhfucker got
Plus a ring for my mama, and a boat for my pops
Yes I mean, 28 baguettes and 28 different yachts
Til I get little red convertibles, I swear I won't stop
There's something in me
I guess I was just born to prevail
I'm up to date on my upgrades I'm forced out of failure
Contemplate if you with me now cause I just won't take you
To the top where I'm going
But If not then

I say hold it up, What the fuck
Get this youngster out the function
Going nuts, blowing guns
Off a bitch who think he something
Pouring up, For my blood
Plus the ones that died too young
And so we stuck, rolling bud
I got green thumbs I'll keep thumbin green
Weed, money, kinfolk that Is all I need
Plus a one-way-flight to wherever the fuck I'll run the scene
Fuck a pilot, I'mma be the first, gimme back my keys
Or I'm boutta flip my world, then start flipping pounds & keys

This some superhuman shit
Catch me with that V in hand I'm done with all that stupidness
I'll shine like Stanley Kubrick did
Orange, in the clockwork, baby that's my pseudonym
Level up the talent 1% a day not complicated
I got where I'm at right now from in my mama's basement
Hate it, love it y'all don't want that conversation
Ain't lame shit arranging for my own lane switch
Will they love me? Or will they love me not
I won't know til I get money, and an end of rainbow pot
I might call up Mr. Nasty, I could show em what I got
Only person yet to pay me from this scene up on the rock

Well I was loving on a blunt
Listening to Wayne
When this mofucking bitch told me turn off what I'm playing
Then we all was staring at him thinking this muhfucker lame
He looked at me said "bro change that shit or else I'm boutta skate"
And I said hold it up, What the fuck
Get this youngster out the function
Going nuts, blowing guns
Off a bitch who think he something
Pouring up, For my blood
Plus the ones that died too young
And so we stuck, rolling bud
I got green thumbs I'll keep thumbin green