Sunbathing with a rollie on, tan all on my tattoos

All my 16s cashews, v12 when I pass you

Reminiscing about the motorollas

Weed stronger than a coca-cola

Wait up, bitch, hold up, hold up

You ain't there to hold the pole up.

Og kush diet, og kush diet

Og kush diet, og kush diet

My partna just died, my partna just died

Nothin' else to do but get high, fuck.

I'm 'bout to pour out some liquor

I'm 'bout to pour out some lean

I got blue cheese in my jeans

I bought my queen celine

I got my team supreme

It ain't no in between

You either in or you out, I took a different route

I had to figure it out, I went to picking them out, you, you.

Fuck what you thinking, fuck what you thinking

Come to the bank, come through like brinks

I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house

I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house.

Presidential prolly tickled, laughing 'bout who popped the pistol

That's the issue, just got a rental, just for instrumentals

I'ma keep the bitch 'til december

And park it on broadway, away from the hallway

Away from the 'partments, away from the arcades

We don't play games with them boys

We bring the pain to them boys

I caught a plane with them boys

I taught the game to them boys

I am ashamed of them boys

Blame it on fame, blame it on whatever you wanna blame

I'm smart and insane, imagine a genius that don't have a brain

That live off of resources, that learned off of geek sources

I do play with 3 persons, I got it from researching

I'm fresher than detergent, I'm fresher than each person

I walk out and eat church's, gig without rehearsing

Watch how I resurface, watch how I rework it, gas

Im fresher than detergent, I'm fresher than each person

I walk out and eat churches, gig without rehearsing

Watch how I resurface, watch how I rework it, gas.

Og kush diet, og kush diet

Og kush diet, og kush diet

My partna just died, my partna just died

Nothin' else to do but get high, fuck.

Fuck what you thinking, fuck what you thinking

Come to the bank, come through like brinks

I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house

I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house.

Yeah, your favorite rapper's got no talent

Homeboy got coke habits

Used to drive a porsche 'til I found out it was made by volkswagen

This here is a toe tag 'em, tity boi gon' and toe tag 'em

Go ahead, hook they ass up to the tow truck

Let them know this a throat slashing

Your baby mama got no passion

Her best friend act old fashioned

Tell her take them panties off when she walk around my boat laughing

I'm v.i.p. at the yacht club, nigga you look like you not loved

Stars in my double r so clean I drive in white gloves

Sea bass with the white sauce, hopped out, get wiped off

Presence been felt everywhere

Except let me see, yeah the white house

Space age like 8 ball, mjg, nate dogg

Sippin' quavo, ridin' offsets, guess I'm 'bout to take off.

Og kush diet, og kush diet

Og kush diet, og kush diet

My partna just died, my partna just died

Nothin' else to do but get high, fuck.

Fuck what you thinking, fuck what you thinking

Come to the bank, come through like brinks

I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house

I might take a can of paint and go paint the white house.