[Verse 1: OGSwaggerdi*k]
Not blunts but 1000 roaches
Keep me high cause them sh*ts be potent
Leanin' good like ibuprofen
But I be proofin', sh*t's amusing
Lean in my cup like some TJ sh*t
But I've been sipping lean since sunray b*tch
n*ggas [?] just to sound cool
But I don't even know about checking the dues
Cause i'm too throwed, just fire
Draped up and I'm dripped out
Grill in my mouth while I'm reppin' a bean
KO'd off promethazine
Type dizzy I can't see
Eyes on my new sh*t, lazy
Toll from the bay on my highway
Doing awful sh*t but they love me
Shufflin' sh*t I'm crazy
Dressed like I came from the 80's
But I'm 90's no [?]
Just f*cked up unwindin'
Need a bad b*tch, good timin'
f*ck her mouth til I nut she like it
No Jimmy but I'm trying to bone
Wet cat I'm in the zone
3, 6 cause i'm trying to 9
She looking fine and I just wanna combine
[?] just like shine (b*tch)
[Verse 2: Michael Christmas]
My n*ggas smokin' them roaches
I don't really do doja
Hit the weed she might coma
Green thumb In your ho
I've been tryna stay focused
n*ggas tryna get noticed
n*ggas need to stop joking
We in the sh*t for that potent
That dojo life will get roasted
You cop them rollies on Copeland
At [?] will stay open
My n*ggas stand on that corner
Drink and rap in that order
Then the sack you break open
Must of had like 6 roaches
That's the life of my whodies
I don't really smoke cause my n*ggas be knowing
I'm high off my life and my special endorphins
Them deep criminals get you f*cked if you blow it
Don't f*ck with the smoke cause my n*ggas be lurkin
So watch us, I just write the classics
Grabbing on my Johnson cause this rapping sh*t is Magic
I get payed to talk sh*t n*gga act like you don't know me
It's a smokin roaches party with my motherf*ckin' OG
I spit that sh*t that come at you from left side
My team like the new funkadelics now lets ride