Текст:
Doped up
Take drugs and I'm posting up
On the stoop just rolling up
Too many blunts, she say "hold up"
Just ridin' 'round raining out, so we slidin' round
Bass baning like thunder storms
Talk down see me pulling that lighting out
And I'll strike ya, like striker
See I roll your ashes and light ya
Either way I'm with the team
Or I'm with the KLVN
Either way I ain't about to fight ya
We're gonna find ya, and teach ya
That everything ain't peaches
See everything ain't gravy
Get no handshake when I see you, bitch
Getting cash, flowing fast
Loading up my golden gat