Smoke Supreme Ultra Smoke Yuh, yuh-yuh Yuh, yuh-yuh Yuh, yuh-yuh aye Woo woo, bang Bang bang bang Yuh, aye, what, uh I'm smoking that jungle, I'm feeling the breeze I pop me a tab and I pop me a bean This shit got me feeling like I'm Charlie Sheen I'm geeked in the studio, can't go to sleep I pop me a tab and I'm lit, go go gadget I'm stacking this money I make it do backflips My transactions digital, no need for plastic That good LSD, molly water my habit I'm smokin' exotic, got glory and profits Got so many options, I'd rather not gossip Codeine out the faucet, she reach for the cockpit I told that bitch stop but she swipe to unlock it Got grams in my pocket, got plugs for your socket For bread and some profit, you want it, I got it Designer my pockets, Burberry I'm shopping Moms taught me the knowledge, want me go to college If I'm being honest, I'd rather do molly And stack up my profits off credit card fraudin' Tell momma I'm sorry, this just how I'm rockin' Off acid and molly, can't nobody stop me I'm audibly off it, I'm fallin' unconscious Proceed with some caution, I might have to vomit I'm stumblin' fallin', looking so retarded I just crashed the whip now I can't even start it I'm smokin' that medical, packy from Mehico Ounce of the federal, countin' the decimals Scripts of the schedules, Xanax or Seroquel Pop em like edibles, feelin' incredible Commas they clerical, style uncomparable Said he want Smoke with Supreme, that's hysterical Beam to his spleen then proceed with the burial Bang