[Verse]
100 grams in the trash can
Been chasing ghosts I feel like Pacman
I just dropped off the pack man
Smokin bin laden kush straight from Afghan
Yo b*tch she love my pheromones
Yes I got the antidote
My b*tch look like a centerfold and still, I don't pick up the phone
I'm one deep on the creep
No sleep for the week
Ya I got drugs in my system
You got no money
Broke boi you need to get some
b*tch I'm getting money b*tch you know I smoke
Count my cash tell b*tch now roll my dope