[Intro]
(scotty)
(Eric, look at me)
Mm, let's go
(Oh let's go)

[Chorus]
I throw this VLONE on top of me
I'm blowin' shit that gon' fuck up your arteries, uh
I blew a bag in a Burberry store
Pockets so flooded, they affect the economy
I think I need a vacation
Love is Italian, weed is Jamaican
Woah, she said I'm horrible, honestly maybe this shit just a part of me, damn

[Verse]
Uh, what do you mean?
I got a party inside of my arteries, yeah
This booth on me, boof on me
I'm all lit up in the lock screen
But, this a lot for you hot shit (Hot)
Model bitch by me like a sidekick (Hot)
I might choke on a number five's
So now I succumb with the Heimlich
Wait, oh I feel tension (On me) when my name bein' mentioned
I owe this shit to The Green Mile (Cap)
I get fucked up from the pay stub (Cap)
You bust the box at the office
But your bitch off over and walking
Woah, shit I been doin' sound made up
She told me she 'bout to break up
That's on my phone, try to break up
I'm not tryna save ya
Hard drugs on this end table could give you life
Money, count it
I don't do no when this bitch could be my eyes (Toss-up)
I pray nobody here gon' recognize me tonight, damn
[Chorus]
I throw this VLONE on top of me
I'm blowin' shit that gon' fuck up your arteries, uh
I blew a bag in a Burberry store
Pockets so flooded, they affect the economy
I think I need a vacation
Love is Italian, weed is Jamaican
Woah, she said I'm horrible, honestly (honestly) maybe this shit just a part of me, damn