[Intro: Bobby Trill] x2


[Verse 1: Bobby Trill]
Run up on a shawty like bitch what's up?
Lonely boy clique, lock your daughter's up
Take another line of this DMT, I'm on ketamine, but this fat bass line got me going dumb
Slangin' opium...out the bando with the tommy gun
Trill ass n***as yeah we on drugs
Live a life of lux with some pretty young thugs
Hey shawty, do you wanna go?
I got plenty psychedelics liquid acid down your throat
We can kick it real slow, put my number in your phone
I got hella dunkaroos if you get the munchies so