Lyrics:

Acid Rap!
I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

Who smokin in my car?
It's that nigga Chano
AKA Mr. Bennett
AK Tony Montano

I've got some folks in low end
I got some folks in c-note
AK hundred dinero
You ever seen 'Casino'?

I just got back with 'Bino
I got a bitch but she know
Her friends done did the Dino
That's that Chicago lingo

Flamin' hots with Cheese
And a kiwi Mistic
My dick won't even call her
'Cause she left all that lipstick

Niggas be on dirt
That's why I stay on petty
I know that bangers jam
That's why my hands stay ready

Flip the candy yum
That's the fucking bombest
Lean all on the square
That's a fuckin' rhombus

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

Who's sneaking in the club?
That's that youngster rapper
Un-saran wrap the purple
Wrap that blunt under after

Smoke all out the window
Cops could eat a dick
If you ain't the hitter
You just might be the lick

Flame on, flame on
I'm your bitch's ringtone
She like when I rap raps
But better when I sing songs

No Drake, but I get my Trey on
Killin' in the hood like Trayvon
Shoppin' like I got a coupon
Savin' like I got a cape on

Cookin' crack in my apron
Dressed like a nigga had eight proms
Tell shorty I may change
And I made it and I napalm

Trippy shit to watch
Drugs while on the clock
Acid on the face
That's a work of art

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

Soulo ho ho twerk somethin'
Throw it back like you tryna hurt somethin'
I'm so deaf, I ain't ever heard nothin'
My name herb, take herb, smoke herb (say word?)

How 'bout you? No dap
But I'll take a pound or two
No doubt like Gwen Stefani's group
Let me put my mouth where you potty, boo
(IGH!)

Them niggas pissed, need potty training
They movement shit, that's a potty train
She ain't left yet, but she probably came
We kicked it then I score, soccer game

She was a phony goalie
I got great aim though, don't insult me
I'll give it to ya straight, this is what she told me
My name Solo cause I'm the one and only

She only got you as a nigga on the side
That's a nigga on the side of a side bitch, homie
Then we got outta Dodge, like them Dukes of Hazzard
Music and tabs of Lucy, take your chance with this rapper

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do

I don't even talk to them on the phone again
Leave in the AM, on the road again
So bitch, let's fuck so I can smoke again
I gotta smoke again, I got shit to do