[Intro: Zachadelic]
Oh sh**, this one's gonna go f**in' hard
Like Landon, Alex is soft
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh sh**
[Verse 1: Zachadelic]
Gettin' all this money like I'm the hardest one out here
Goin' so hard, I'm the hardest one out here
Two chains on like I'm a real rapper
Two chains on, I'm hotter than your momma
This makes no sense, don't gotta though
Get more money, call that dough
Rackin' in them stacks, stack so high
Stack so high, like my weed I am so high
Yeah, you feelin' where I'm goin'?
Yeah, you feelin' where I'm goin'?
Goin' to the club, goin' to the club
Hit you in the face with some golf clubs
Hit you in the face with a pistol
Got some nines on my waist, that's a pistol
I'm signin' off this track with a whistle
*whi-whew*
Oh sh** I'm back, that was no dismissal
Still shootin' people with my pistol
Still goin' hard in the club
Makin' it rain with some pub
Drinkin' this beer, smellin' your ear
That's my fetish, my favorite relish
I don't know what that means cause I'm sippin' on this lean
Rancher in my drink
It's hard for me to think with my dink
Hear that beat change up?
Really really up?
Changin' it up
[Verse 2: Wright Reasons]
Uh, all I wear is gucci and give your girl a smoochie
s**in' on my dick cause you call that sh** splooshie
Denver Broncos swag cause you know I'm not a f*g
Vikings are gay and you have some lag
f** my a** till I sh** out blood
If you ain't a crip
What the f** happened to the beat?