Teeth deep in disbelief

A bunch of people peep the pose

We got pros, we got cons on the road

On patrol, we leave heater bombs on they toes

Welcome to the village where my river runs Nia Long

High ceilings, bong rippin′, white feelings

Technician, hype dealings

I cracked my window seal and

She cracked that wishing pill and

I swear this shit feel like Jesse Jackson with a pipe

Or Lisa on a hike, mixed with Rosa on a bike

Until they pull me over, flyin' saucers of blue lights

We got offers, we got offers, man, please step off the ice

I swear a giant cup of "Shut The Fuck Up"′ll do you right

You might even go live it, you know, nigga, your life

That's what I told the critic when he asked me 'bout specifics

Zulu lifted, you ain′t gifted

My Keke Palmer hold the karma in her hands, sift it

Well, what do you know? A couple of more incredible hoes

Address them as such ′cause they don't know much

I tried to put them on, but they don′t know hush

These queens, they just know blush

Supreme, 'til I stick my solar system in the middle of

They little I-don′t-think-you-hear-me-really soggy dreams

Now we up all night like some coffee fiends

I swear the time's always right unless I′m counting things

But see, I'm from a place where they got poplar trees

Gummin' in those taller things, so you have to follow me

And everywhere we go, we find some new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

And everywhere we go, we find some new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

And everywhere we go

I bet we find some new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

And everywhere we go, we still findin′ new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

(Ayy, tell ′em grab a roll)

I pleasure myself to images of wealth

Ain't it funny how a 100 look like sex?

My dick in two vaginas, 100 dollars worth of mess

Slick and slimy, get behind me while I get beside myself

I promise the pressure is enormous

So much so that niggas forget what the point is

Until the barrel′s pointed

Like it was at me and Moms on that Thomasville morning

Rest in peace Richard Lee, I cried when they played that organ

But anyway, this for my pops in that

"Vote Lee Wise" T-shirt, chillin' on the couch

Shake his head at the news and tell me what life′s about

Long as liquor in his juice, the knowledge keep coming out

Prolly 'cause he done seen the shit that I′m worried bout

Prolly 'cause he done dreamed the shit that I'm dreamin′ now

So, you fuck niggas, keep my name out your mouth

And make room for my dick when the beat drop

And everywhere we go, we find some new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

And everywhere we go, we find some new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

And everywhere we go

I bet we find some new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

And everywhere we go, we still findin′ new Britneys and Ashley Nicoles

(Ayy, tell 'em grab a roll)

So bring it back baby, throw it back, throw it back

Bring it back, bring it back, throw it back, baby

Bring it back, bring it back, throw it back

Bring it back, throw it back

While I eat it from the back, baby

Now bring it back, baby

Bring it back, throw it back, throw it back

Bring it back, bring it back, baby

Now bring it back, throw it back, bring it back

Throw it back, throw it back

While I eat it from the back, baby

Yeah, dude, this one, this one, it, like

In the middle of it, there are 200 holes

So, like, it diffuses, it′s called a honeycomb diffuser

And it's like the most intense purple ever

And we got a rail over here

Oh yeah, this is one of them, look, right there

This shit is wild, look at that

Dude, no, trust me

Just, if we had ice in there you could literally destroy it

But just crush this hit

When this, when this fills up milk white, pull it

But like, milk as fuck

Yeah, you got that, you got it now, it′s this thing

No, look, keep it, Eian, 'til that shit′s milky as fuck

Oh yeah, pull that

You're gonna be feelin' good

Oh, keep it (ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha)

Drink it, oh my God, fuck yeah, dude, that was-