[E/M] (goonf!sh)

Verse 1: Finna cash out in the thrift shop 'Cuz I can't get what other kids got (what?) Funny nigga like Chris Rock Minimal syllables like it's Kidz Bop This that OG trip hooper, huh, dirty raps on fat beats Roll a joint bump to Max B of course Hop up in the taxi, go hit the town When Apex around, know I burn shit down Shout out them London shorties 'cuz they hold shit down West 12 rep ninjas senwop flex black Forces with the hoes like a tech, hold weight like a vest Know the flow's holy like string rests So, it's in your best interest that you invest a little time As i kick another rhyme One time for the stoners bro, know no longer are we loners bro Won't be around next year 'cuz the man with the dream plans to make cream Won't be around next year 'cuz the man with the dream plans to make cream Hook: Elevation, elevation Meditation, meditation Elevation, elevation Meditation, meditation Elevation, elevation Meditation, meditation Elevation, elevation Meditation, meditation Verse 2: Raps too severe, kickin' mad flavor in ya ear word to Mack Kissin' down the back I got a shot, I got a blunt, i'm ready to attack Listenin' to Fugees, tryna make a movie Rap game Yugi, always got a deck Straight chin check if you disrespect the set And yo, weed louder I roll another in a sec