I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I got some flavors, I could give you a mix (Give you a mix)
You're seeing checks, not stripes on my kicks (They're on my kicks)
I got no brain when I'm writing these lyrics (I got no brain)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (I go insane)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (I'm off the chain)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (You're not the same)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (Go play my game)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (What what what what?)
I just can't clear the sample, I wanna take the gamble (What what?)
I got the herb like fennel, come pay the tax I'm Fanum (I'm Fanum)
No chaser from the handle, I can't flop, I'm no sandal (Aha)
Debussy on the sample, copyright is such a scandal (It's a scandal)
Everybody wanna hop on the song, wanna do some shit, wanna be on my dick (Wanna be on my dick)
You're never gonna be in the spotlight, just for once please get a grip (Get a grip)
I'm way to the top right now, brother got some ice but I know I won't slip (Ice, ice)
Pop an eighth of shrooms that'll be the only time you see me trip (Trip)
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
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I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I got some flavors, I could give you a mix (Give you a mix)
You're seeing checks, not stripes on my kicks (They're on my kicks)
I got no brain when I'm writing these lyrics (I got no brain)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (I go insane)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (I'm off the chain)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (You're not the same)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (Go play my game)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (What what what what?)
I just can't clear the sample, I wanna take the gamble (What what?)
I got the herb like fennel, come pay the tax I'm Fanum (I'm Fanum)
No chaser from the handle, I can't flop, I'm no sandal (Aha)
Debussy on the sample, copyright is such a scandal (It's a scandal)
Everybody wanna hop on the song, wanna do some shit, wanna be on my dick (Wanna be on my dick)
You're never gonna be in the spotlight, just for once please get a grip (Get a grip)
I'm way to the top right now, brother got some ice but I know I won't slip (Ice, ice)
Pop an eighth of shrooms that'll be the only time you see me trip (Trip)
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I got some flavors, I could give you a mix (Give you a mix)
You're seeing checks, not stripes on my kicks (They're on my kicks)
I got no brain when I'm writing these lyrics (I got no brain)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (I go insane)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (I'm off the chain)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (You're not the same)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (Go play my game)
It's 2AM when I'm writing these lyrics (What what what what?)
I just can't clear the sample, I wanna take the gamble (What what?)
I got the herb like fennel, come pay the tax I'm Fanum (I'm Fanum)
No chaser from the handle, I can't flop, I'm no sandal (Aha)
Debussy on the sample, copyright is such a scandal (It's a scandal)
Everybody wanna hop on the song, wanna do some shit, wanna be on my dick (Wanna be on my dick)
You're never gonna be in the spotlight, just for once please get a grip (Get a grip)
I'm way to the top right now, brother got some ice but I know I won't slip (Ice, ice)
Pop an eighth of shrooms that'll be the only time you see me trip (Trip)
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
I'm out here slangin' three point fives like Mr. West I get them high
I got my people by my side, my motherf*ckers ride or die
Don't try to hide I won't abide, I'll homicide you out at night
I'm drivin' high on 95, I'm cuttin' up, that's how I drive
Writer: Elliott Buzby
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