All my niggas on that loud (feat...

All my niggas puffin on some kind of gas with a bad lung

Don’t give a fuck puffin sticky icky red eyes in faded and

Purp got me faded I’m so wasted I can sense your hatred

It’s complicated painting and waiting I’m saving I’m shaking form

A pound I can’t chill the fuck out zoned the fuck out

From a cloud I’m so proud to have some dough in my pockets

Gonna spend it on food and some fucking weed and some codeine

Tripping my ass off lean that purple green screen I took a tab

Of some acid now I’m seeing things and rings and all these

Mutafuckas wanna be pleased or when I get out of jail ima.

Get some more weed and these cops anit searching mym home

Stay the fuck out fighting shout about time. (Wasp ) all my niggas on that loud, cloud nine with the sound

gas in the tank, but the tank in the ground

rolling like stones, but we rock with a crown

green like a forest, but the leaf weigh a pound

dope like the truth, but the proof in the smoke

fire in the booth, but the lava in my throat

pressure like diamonds, but we cook in the vault

stash in the walls, but the bricks never fault