Yeah

Too fucked up up the function, couple inches off the ground

I should really check myself, when I'm bouta pull up

When that bag get pasted around, my feet come back to the ground

I should really check myself, when I'm bouta pull up

Are you ready?

Pour, pour, pour, pour that drink to the top

I'm not tryna catch a buzz, tryna get fucked up, pull up

Put put put, put your feelings to the side

If I hear em taking shit, I'ma leave em outside pull up

Oooh, ohh

Tryna get fucked up, pull up

Oooh, ohh

Yeah

Fuck with no basic shit, got vision like Jason Kidd for real

Smell that bullshit from a mile away it's flagrant, It kills me

The one man army, running my label, can't strong arm me

Moving hundred thousand dollars round before I drink my coffee

Count me out and act a bitch? That's that shit that stress me out

Say you pouring activist, and staying at your parents house, you fake

I'm not here for no debate, I'm not here to say I'm great

I've been underrated like I was the star from golden state

My flow contagious man bur bur bur

Feeling like I'm gucci, when I'm rocking all this fur

Thinking that you know me but it's fuck what you heard

Ya'll been some sheep and I'm rounding up the heard, hold up

The only time, I find peace inside my mind, is when I'm flying to a tropic destination mother fucka pull up

I stay high, cause they playing both sides, and it's RIP to Juice till the day that I die bless up

Our, pour, pour, pour that drink to the top

I'm not tryna catch a buzz, tryna get fucked up, pull up

Put put put, put your feelings to the side

If I hear em taking shit, I'ma leave em outside pull up

Oooh, ohh

Tryna get fucked up, pull up

Oooh, ohh