Got the keys to the car let's go

Oughta even the odds

The police ain't in charge when I smoke

But you can't see through the smog

I don't believe that you're smarter than most

I don't believe you at all

Stretch like Reed Richards in your posts

She real pretty she didn't know

She could have three pictures in Vogue (at least)

Sum like an album on release day she got hidden features to show

But the past really attached to me she won't leave me alone

There's no match maker in your phone

Got the keys to the car let's go

Get a grasp really get a hold

This tax season getting cold

Wrong time this a bad city

Stacking vocals in the background like Queen on Bohemian Rhapsody

Most of what they say don't make it back to me

I'm not attacking cons contacting me

I'm working on a long string of masterpieces

Not a better word inside your master thesis

Got the keys to the car let's go

Oughta even the odds

The police ain't in charge when I smoke

Better release every charge

Bitch I'm leading the charge to the polls

Better than leaving it charred

Buckle up

Buckle up get prepared for the siege

With some motherfucks overseas saying"let's not get caught up on the details"

When billionaires throw up the sieg heil

Are you fucking with me?

I'm in Canadian cannabis retail you ain't caught up to speed

I know you saw me hit my bong in that music video follow my lead

Roll up a couple of gs

Thought it was 100 degrees

I know there's nothing to do in the city so I'll give you something to see

I'll fix you a plate with that same motherfucker that sung Under The Sea

Got the keys to the car let's go

Oughta even the odds

The police ain't in charge when I smoke

But you can't see through the smog

I don't believe that you're smarter than most

I don't believe you at all