What they say is blah blah go in one ear out the other blowin smoke like Rasta
Me and my bro ride for each other
Couple people in my circle, don't need no extra in the huddle
I got drugs up in this ride, so no move gon' be sudden
I spin up on the west, dickie fresh, yeah my fit been clean
I'm solo dolo in his hood, ain't never need a team
Go hit the store up for some woods, I'm smoking backwood Russian cream
You know what's in this double cup, every sip I hit a lean
What they say is blah blah, go in one ear and out the other
All I mix is Zaza, you hit this shit you seein colors
I put meds inside my head to clear out all this brain clutter
Go to bed but in my head I'm seeing demons tryna tussle
Mixing, dodging all the traffic, pooler police always acting
Wanna try to pull me over cause windows down and music slappin
Talk my shit up on these beats, know it ain't no f*cking cap
Nigga think he such a gangsta, why y'all believe all his acting
What they say is blah blah, go in one ear out the other
Blowing smoke like Rasta, me and my bro ride for each other
Couple people in my circle, don't need no extra in the huddle
I got drugs up in this ride, so no move gon' be sudden