| What up, Bo? |
| Lets try to have a little fun with this one, man |
| Its been a minute gotta get it when its go time |
| So high like I’m sniffin' up a coke line |
| So fly see me chillin' in a bow tie |
| Putting in work, Merk, send it for the whole line |
| Oh my hes just chillin' like a veteran |
| I’m eatin' up my medicine |
| Speakin' to the Reverend |
| I eat 'em like a sedative |
| I beat 'em up so effortless |
| I’m feelin' for adrenaline |
| I’m speakin' with the pen again |
| Pushed out for the weekend and I’m dumb high |
| It’s lunchtime, punchlines, got’em tongue tied |
| Come try got’em running for the one time |
| The drunk guy still buzzing when that sun rise |
| Fully loaded and I’m ready to go |
| I’m letting 'em know I never will go mess up the flow |
| Set it in stone I’m better than my flesh on my bones |
| I’m telling them home professional while sketchin' these poems |
| I was at the bottom but I’m back on top |
| Wake up every morning and I stack my Guap |
| Doing what I love and I still get paid |
| Didn’t have shit now I’m on the front page |
| Everywhere we go they have their eyes on us |
| Shout out to the Homies even if we lost touch |
| Turnt up loud and nobody give a fuck |
| And the party won’t stop till we all piss drunk |
| I’d rather think of all the people who done passed on |
| Wake up in the AM at the party with my pants gone |
| Get up outta bed and see I’m sleeping with a fat broad |
| Bacon over bitches, grab my shit and then I dash off |
| Head hurts and I’m feeling like I might puke |
| Off the weed, off the lean in the sprite two |
| Roll a swisher crack a bottle of patron |
| Take a couple straight shots just to get me in my zone |
| And I’m gone |
| Just about ready to wild out |
| And you better bring some bitches if your steppin' in my house |
| Gather all the pussy till the rest of the guys bounce |
| Cheer leader chicks so we lettin' them try out |
| I thought I told em it was over from the jump |
| Gotta bitch bent over while I’m rolling up a blunt |
| Hit it from behind then she show me to the front |
| Now shes going for my nuts |
| I’m never sure when there’s no trust |
| I was at the bottom but I’m back on top |
| Wake up every morning and I stack my Guap |
| Doing what I love and I still get paid |
| Didn’t have shit now I’m on the front page |
| Everywhere we go they have their eyes on us |
| Shout out to the Homies even if we lost touch |
| Turnt up loud and nobody give a fuck |
| And the party won’t stop till we all piss drunk |