Ain't shit to do out here just smoke and drive Smoke and drive Smoke and drive Smoke and drive Ain't shit to do out here just smoke and drive I can't live my life so righteous I'm too caught up in that high shit I can't tell if it's Monday or Tuesday, or maybe Wednesday 'Cause everyday seems like the same day (like the same day) 808's knock, knock, knock, shit, neighbors on the doors (Shut the fuck up) I'mma go cool off at the shore Fucc Bois trynna stay hot But they don't know that's a job for the BLAMEgod And my boys on their grind at the day job Stay making that dough 'til the rain drops Back roads cruising with the high beans Low on the benzene Bitch in the backseat just trynna blow steam Like, what the fuck happened to our real dreams? Like, what the fuck happened to a real dream? Ain't shit to do out here just smoke and drive Smoke and drive Smoke and drive Smoke and drive Ain't shit to do out here just smoke and drive Everyday like, wake up, hit the bowl, then cruise Everyday like, fucking up shit with the crew Government loans leave you chained by the first day A 100k loans all paid by the drug trade A 100k loans all paid by the drug trade A 100k loans all paid by the drug trade Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me Don't fuck with me I'll leave you dead in the bathroom I'll leave you dead in the bathroom I'll leave you dead in the bathroom I'll leave you dead in the bathroom