Damn, damn, damn, aight She say my heart is Cold as a North Pole

She ask me how many I roll I'm replyin' like, Bitch, I don't know

All I know is I'm high as fuck on Pluto Start Slurrin' my words, then she say, Kam

Did you pop a Xan, yeah I'm like, maybe one, Correct myself, maybe

Ten That's like countin' five on both of my Hands

And don't you tell me I can't count, cause I'm Countin' bands up

Yeah, these rubber bands stuck, yeah, I keep My metal tucked

Case your mans runnin' up Keep your mans on A leash, cause he talkin

Bout me He might wanna shut his mouth, fore I catch

A body Mixin' Henny with the lean, movin' like A

Zombie Small town kids, all we know is drugs, Sex

And money