[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