Uh, you gotta get high like this

You gotta get high like me

You gotta get high like this

You gotta get high like me

You gotta get high like this

You gotta get high like me

You gotta get high like this

You gotta get high like me

I'm fuckin' these bitches, alright

I'm havin' my way, alright, uh

My fingers, they motherfuckin' tight

My eyes are open, I'm high

I can't believe I can die

I just realized I was high

I was seventeen on the mic

I'm tryna be Carti, not Mike

I'm a gigolo, ho, I bite

My whole career, they bite

Some **** still thinkin' they faster than me

Somebody should tell 'em they dyin'

I'm done with these **** and dissin', I just be pissin', I don't give a fuck

I know I'm on your moodboard, bitch, I'm tryna tell you your ho gon' fuck

If you really got a problem, we can handle that problem, yeah, body to body

Buffy the body, my bitch got body, Buffy the body

My bitch got body, yeah, my bitch got body, yeah, my bitch got body

She screech like a hyena when I get her body

Travel the world, huh, huh, schyeah, hol' up

On tour with your girl

It's not my world, it's Mali world

And she's not my girl, she's Mali's girl

You play with my top, get a referral

Put him in smoke, he reefer

Put him in a coffin, put him in a coffin

Put him in a, uh, put him in a, uh, put him in a coffin

I jump out the Lam' truck, she thought that I lost it

I jump out my Redeye, push out, then I go to Boston

I stay with like ten thots, Austin

Everything is awesome, FA, Fucking Awesome

Make sure you tell them **** watch me, they don't know how I cross over

Double 0, yeah, the biggest ever, we just gettin' ready for the crossover

Tell the driver he need to pull over, let this bitch come top, then over

Nosebleed, yeah, high speed, huh, I can get the rollover

You been actin' funny and you fake poppin', yeah, just like hot soda

Y'all **** don't know how to grow up, I been an OG since I was younger

All of my friends are dead, leave 'em in the cold, put 'em in the tundra

I go Ray Charles, I cannot see her, I make her fumble

I was just in Texas with Aaliyah, her pussy a jungle

They wanted this album to be opposite, but I told 'em I'm comin' normal

When you play this shit, wear a white tux, young ****, like you in a formal, hah

I was twenty-four when I had lil' Onyx

Then I had a daughter, I got a daughter too

Twenty-seven when I had Yves

Now I can finally sleep

I let the sun

I let the sun, let the sun lead me home

I let the moon

I let the moon set me up