bars so high like a fucking weed addiction life is like a poem i am just writing my description like a myth bitch imma fucking superstition tryna figure me out they dunno my position they tryna know my name then they damned out insane coz i got this drip fame turn the gas up to propane girl at my door she say oh hey then i smile and say okay then i dunno what to say alright then i am on my way all my friends say your icky vicky Timmy turner imma keep on wishing not a stoner imma keep on leaning like a cancer just keep on screening am a god forgive you for sinning like a star imma keep on beaming tall bars no need for trimming like a waiter just keep on tipping gucci on my wrist you ain't seen it uh all my songs now on repeat uh fuck the xanns now im on perkys uh she like tattoos she inking uh no faucet no dripping uh laced this drink tripping uh and her soul i am keeping uh fourth quarter shawty im balling uh 3 points 3 points curry no vitamins get scurvy think you late you tardy no apologies no sorry dna on your daughter im her daddy no offset no cardy mix the liquor it gets blurry now she nasty she naughty i got green like a lime fuck you up on yo line right hand a glock nine she sticky like slime you broke boy no dime hurry hurry no time now I'm just tryna rhyme i am a bell, hear the chime