[Eddy Baker:] Roll a blunt now I’m smoking, I drink water no soda I got the green just like yoda, all my white girls snort yola If you fuck around with me I’ll throw your ass in the toaster I’m a hard body nigga, big ass head on my shoulders You felt the chill, from some ice Well my hearts a lot colder I’m taking risks with my life, pushing pills and the mota I pulled up on your bitch nigga, she in love with my motor When we slide, windows up, cause my trees got a odor I’m a California nigga perfect weather and bitches And I’ve been burning backwoods, like? Proper but I’m so hood, better respect the pimpin And if that bitch don’t give me ass, out the doors where I kick it I show no love, give no fucks, see my ass you can kiss it I started way at the bottom, now I’m going the distance Healthyboyz little nigga, all my grams is nutritious I still got the mob ties, hit me up for the business
[Xavier Wulf:] I’m smoking good, I smoke good good, all day Give no fuck bout what none of you, wanna say She wanna match my feng shui, okay lesson one starts today Pull on and get his ass, okay Pull off with a hall pass a bouquet I need a truck now, a dullay Diesel in the gas tank, make way Weed in the blunt now, hurray Got a call from the trap now, only She say where you at, I’m lonely All she wanna do is touch on me I don’t even wanna be friendly fuck that pay me what you owe me When the show sold out, she hit me, like can you get me in please, plus three I said aha, bitch please, hung up and hopped in my M3 Pull off with a blunt lit, just me Middles fingers up to the whole scene I don’t give a fuck about your team, I don’t give a fuck about anything Come in to your benz, see the ice glimmed Hoe I gotta tell that I ain’t lying He should get a A plus, for trying Leave it up to me, I leave his ass crying Leave it up to me, I leave his bitch whining You leave it up to me, I leave his clique dying You bitch