[Verse 1: Yung Christ] Catch me ridin' slidin' in East Memphis smoking on some butta mane Call up TA Double Dolla for the fucking gasoline Elvis Presley Blvd We swanging on them hard Hanging out the Chevy screaming mother fuck the law
[Verse 2: Yung Mutt] Pull up and we park in the parking lot of Walmart just so I can maybe snatch a shady grey T Fuck a shopping cart Put that bitch on Walk back to the car Heartbeat pacing Never racing Fuck a security guard Yeah my paper so thin I ain't got no tree shading me
[Verse 3: Yung Christ] I got that 1080p Only smoking OG I be that junkie mother fucker with that dope up in me The almighty 59 Beelzebub of my time Cabin fever running high from snorting back to back lines
[Verse 4: Yung Mutt] Sun shining brightly Wait thats just the weed I'm lighting TA asking if the blunt needs tightening V8 spilling might be blood I'm killing bugs I'm swatting flies All you gnats trying to fly into my eyes Your size is compromised from trying to fly Sick of this all of these Icarus wanna-bes