[Intro: J] circle We scrapin' up all this man The hustle
Juicy J] I'm feelin' faded, and everything so they can tell I made it I'm rolling papers, they fade us I keep that money comin' in, scrape it scrape it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it I'ma scrape it, scrape it, I'ma scrape it I'm papers, man I'm faded scrape it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it [Verse 1: J] Man I'm blowing all this I'll be to let a nigga take it I'm a stoner wake and bake'n no exit ? Plenty syrup, plenty loud, nigga you heard All this cake a makin', better than desert Keep that chopper on Bombay my thirst All these dead I'ma need a hearse I'm faded, I'm so high to spark, Captain Kirk Wastin' weed, in my lap, tryna roll up but I You say you not sucking dick, you got some nerve Put this condom on ear hoe fuck what you heard I'm the shit, you just a turd, you ain't shit my words Got bitches who give me 'til I'm a nerd
Juicy J] I'm feelin' faded, and Buying everything so they can tell I it I'm rolling papers, they fade us I keep that comin' in, I'ma scrape it I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma it I'ma scrape it, I'ma it, I'ma scrape it I'm rolling papers, man I'm I'ma it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it
[Verse 2: Wiz They try to talk about me cause I'm always positive Ridin' she wakin' up and cleanin' thats just how I live Niggas busy stressin', I'm just weed and takin' shots Gotta keep the proper medication I think a lot Fresh out the jacuzzi smokin' doobies in my Face her bring her to the trap to watch some movies Netflix, champagne, TV Best believe its going down, you fuckin' a, G
Juicy J] I'm faded, and elevated Buying everything so they can I made it I'm papers, they tryna' fade us I keep money comin' in, I'ma scrape it I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma it scrape it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it I'm rolling papers, man I'm I'ma it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it
3: Project Pat] Scrape it up, it up We just pile it up Buying drugs where I'm You might get like a slut Medical in my lungs, hustlers hold them rollies up Gas get in my pockets fat, like a stromboli bruh In the club sparkles on bottles like fourth of July Bookin' all the way to Mississipi all the way to the Dubai Rollin smokin' like a hippie brains in the sky Rari light, police ask me questions know lie I'm 100 like a Calico Cigarillo of medical You know wheels off the bro We poppin' bottles and we dough
[Hook: J] I'm faded, and elevated Buying everything so they can tell I it I'm papers, they tryna' fade us I keep that comin' in, I'ma scrape it scrape it, I'ma scrape it, I'ma scrape it I'ma scrape it, I'ma it, I'ma scrape it I'm rolling papers, man I'm I'ma scrape it, I'ma it, I'ma scrape it