Rah, rah, rah
Rah, rah, aye
Hey xen, hey xen
Okay like
Tell me
Tell me where to go
Tell me and you know we'll roll
And you know my mans got the dro on the low
And you know my fam got the dough for the score
Yeh
If she gunkin then I kick out the door, uh
Smoking on this bowl how i'm faded off toke
I don't even know
Can you tell me how i'm zoned
But there's one thing that I know
Yea I know that you know
I'm sliding just like hockey
If he talking crazy
I can't hit him with the rocket so i'm sliding right with Ozzy
Sliding right with Joshy
Wait, where is Joshy?
Someone tell me where is Joshy
Said he pulling up with Zain
Up with Zain how he hitting up a stain
I said he talking crazy
Hit him and his mans
It go blam if he acting like a ram
Me, and Joshy, Ozzy hit you and your mans
Ah, ah
Hit your mans
Ah, ah, yeh
Hit your mans
Hit your friends how i'm smoking uncle sam
Do my dance on these colonizers man
Yeya, yeya in the lot
Move fugazzi
You move shady
You get sparked like pot
I smoke it a lot so I know they feeling hot
I'm not talking mops
Boy i'll clean up your whole shop
I don't got a whip
This song only got one flow and it still bump your crib
I got you dancing from your soul cus that's just how I live
God doing the work
I'm just throwing in the tips
What it is