Back to the head, bitch, I smoke it like I had to
Cracks in my head, like a motherfuckin' statue
Back to back with the lead, spittin' out the fuckin' barrel
Young white pharaoh in the back of the Camaro (Skrr)
Dopamine release, copin' with the freezer
With the coats made of geese, can you feel my energy
It's floatin' in the breeze, growin' with the trees
Wake up in the morning by the ocean on the beach, Peep
Take away my pain, feel my body up with love
See you landed in my bed, but you've fallen from above
Every time you give me head, got my body goin' numb
See you probably in your bed while I'm probably goin' dumb
On these beats, swervin' thru the streets (Damn)
Flip a couple packs and keep applying with the heat
Pressure cooker Peep, steppin' on your feet
Tell em rest in peace, cut your body to a piece, you deceased
Yellin' bitch I ain't a fool, and I just ain't you
You the type to take the red and I'm the type to take the blue
See I know it's just some paper, tryna get up out my room
But you see, these stupid people take this paper for some food, yuh
(But you see, these stupid people take this paper for some food, yuh)
But you see, these stupid people take this paper for some food
Sippin' boba on the rocks got the Right strain too
In the East, in the West, what you need, we comin' through, bitch
Back to the head, bitch, I smoke it like I had to
Cracks in my head, like a motherfuckin' statue
Back to back with the lead, spittin' out the fuckin' barrel