It's a day Friday It's like movin' all weight Got up tight, right Partner came through with two white (Dude) noise bout a hot spot Where bitches alone and niggas don't cock block Let the top And we out, hit the liquor me O.E. And three blunts no, make it four Anything (Vitamin C pills and orange juice) What are you drinking, (Nah dude, it's the shroomz) The Yeah, that's some other One of the reasons why George sees the mothership How high it you get? Fucked up? Throwing up guts? Or do it have you stuck soft dick and can't fuck? Hold up
Now chew 'em up and slam the orange C chase, kill the taste You can tell it's by the look on my face Don't get it like a nigga coked up And druggied down, see and mushrooms Be coming from the ground, all Post it at the club, funny-style slack, pimp feather hat, where the bitches at? Yeah we giving orders at the bar holding When all of a sudden all the people looking funny And started runny and liquify before my very eye This a kind of high
(Oh shit, you see shit motherfuckers is melting and shit)
Niggas and walkin' by that I recognize hypnotized Pupils dialated, size That's when I heard the battle cries across the room Set these crooked straight Likwit Crew, Form of, a bunch of niggas mashing you Came through Elbows and right for you We got out by this time my shit is blown out Pull the phone out acceleration and we out In the zone out beyond Kurk and Klingon Shit I'm on be high powered like a Yukon Back to my house, up, tryna see straight How much of that bullshit did I actually (Two grams dude) God damn, no wonder why I like a underneath the white boy "Faggot, we got beef." Over did it Niggas playin' bones in the living Restless, tryna anything to mess with Where my at? Pickin' up clothes, trying to the shit See my gage on the wall, better unload the shit Fucked up niggas and firearms don't mix Cocked the chamber, dumping shells 'til it felt light Thought I them all, counted to seven But it was eight, I'm gone the barrel at the floor, let it go