I'm an addict for the grass, I'm an addict for that ass
Fine wine, slow songs, good head, make it last
When I smell the blunt cooking
Yeah I make a mad dash
And she tryna make me stay
So I gotta go fast
I'm an addict for the cash, I'm an addict with class
I got records that I spin when I smoke good hash
Me and G made a pact
We won't ever come in last
I'm addicted to the W's stack em in my pack
I'm an addict for the fast lane
No I'm not sane
I like what I like
I ain't down with the acting
Y'all be tryna put on this facade that you backing
Don't you realize you ain't gonna be what you lacking
Off to the moon with the shit I be packing
Up in outer space with my crew and we laxin'
Tryna dust off all the hate I receive
Cause motherf*ckers really must be jealous of me
I'm an addict for the champaign
Pop it on the airplane
I don't gotta worry bout the snakes on this airplane
Big E window seat, looking at my future from the clouds
Blowing loud, and they tryna calm me down
But I'm addicted to the chaos
Gimme more, gimme mas
Gimme all that I can carry and I'm off
When the world falls down and your life meets hell
Keep your up high and your mind in the sky
I'm an addict for the grass, I'm an addict for that ass
Fine wine, slow songs, good head, make it last
When I smell the blunt cooking
Yeah I make a mad dash
And she tryna make me stay
So I gotta go fast
I'm an addict for the cash, I'm an addict with class
I got records that I spin when I smoke good hash
Me and G made a pact
We won't ever come in last
I'm addicted to the W's stack em in my pack