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[Intermission]

- [?] emergency?

- Yeah, can you please send rescue? I think I’m havin' an overdose that is killing my wife

- Okay, you and your wife?

- Yes

- Overdose of what?

- Marijuana, I don’t know if it had something in it

- Ohhkay...

- Please come!

- Okay we’re on our way!

- Do you guys have a fever or anything?

- No I'm just... Please come, I think we’re dying, and I think we’re dead, I really do...

[Verse 1 - Sonnyjim]

Don't get out of pocket (Uh)

We formed the super crew like Harry Connick

Smokin' on thе Cali chronic

I got snow like the Informer

Oral from Rita Ora

Royal Green Diadora

Thе enforcer, put an emcee in a Kimura

Now he can't emcee anymore, uh

Bet, you get your character checked

I turn up in a MAGA hat and Kaepernick sweat

Up in Fader

Play the joint then I'm cutting like Roc Raida

On my Gloria Gaynor

I will survive bitch

I'm doing all these drugs but I ain't died yet am I surprised? Yep

Ten grams in a spliff

Stories for my grandkids

Your fans don't exist, you man are fantasists

I just poured an eighth in a Fanta Twist

Dopehead getting fully loaded like Spragga Benz

[Verse 2 - Lee Scott]

Yo ehh, the days flew by

I do the Limbo with the bar set way too high (It's too high)

Watch this empty bottle of Grey Goose fly

Through the pale blue sky

While I sit back chillin'

Think tank spilling on the street

Trying to eat a Big Mac

Pilling on the beak

Scally chic

Wasted like a white girl

I wouldn’t split a twirl with ya, this is my world (Uh)

So make sure me pimp cup's pristine

I walk on the scene like I’m 6 foot 16

616!

You’re in a giant's company

There isn't a mic stand, you could raise high enough for me

I’m trying to find me next target

Walking in the air on a flying red carpet

Time to get started

Razor blade slicing fresh garlic

Shit's getting real

Like me time on West Derby Road

[Verse 3 - Milkavelli]

Ay, shit my room so messy

I'm so techy but I’m no Messi

Roll a beanie and a gold tooth, Joe Pesci

I watch home alone but I got a broke telly

And there's no leccy, soo...

Crack a cold bevy

My car's so ready

But let's go steady

Shout to my girl even though she’s so stressy

Wonder how I get in when they don’t get me

I feel cold saggy, you’ll find no baggy 'cause my jeans so baggy

My jeans so saggy but that's no low batty

But I got low battery my phones so bashy

Please get at me but please don’t at me

Accomplished of sniffin' lines off my gold plaque, G

Cult of the Damned shout to the whole family

Even though I'm paro and I think they don’t stand me