Don't need no white card

I shine hard

Life feel like it's Die Hard

High feel like some shroomies, but I'm smokin' on some hydra

Stylin' on some Stüssy wearin, pussy sharin' tryhards

Think he talkin' to me, but I'm starin' at the lights, brah

Linkin' with my hoodies and we always got the lighter

Comin' to the movies just to see you in your wife's car

No fuckin' up, no lies, nah

We fuckin' up your life, bruh

Parkin' up & sparkin' up & fuckin' up your night, bruh

I've got so many different damned strains

I can't even see straight

Smoke all in my ribcage

What you spend on rent, I could put that in my gas tank

Blackstrap molasses make the motherfuckin' gas stank

I don't even know why they still talkin, man, that's mad strange

If that boy keep talkin, crack his jaw just like a glass pane

Ladies say they love me, they don't even know my last name

Rockin' 730 'til my last day

I've been M.I.A, but I ain't ever been in last place