Shoutout to Joe x Po9t

Go automatic gauge

these holes up in my face

I'm talking double cup

Get slumped and run the race

My bitches "wtf"

In public bust a nut

Beware of undercovers I had to cover up

We at the top we not runner ups

Stand on business it's obvious you run with chump

They said it's cool with

When to school with you a meth head now

I'm not that stupid you on coon shit when you in town

I'm probably lucid on psilocybin bruise shit

I get the blues when them blues turning blue shit

Eat a five like McKenna I might lose it

All the gummies melt together dose confuse it