[Intro]
(Soulo taught me...)
See yea my [bad word] see
See yes this where sci-fi meets swag
Like the Holy Bible and a Gucci Bag

[Verse 1: Ab-Soul]
Oh you the kid, I'm Joseph Kony
Chip off the block, it's puffy socks in my Saucony
I touch stock, she suck [bad word] She dancing Secret Sundays and im bout to pray
I'm smoking dope, I'm smoking dope
She got that magical vaginal let me hocus poke
Row, row, row my boat gently down your stream
She into Alexander McQueen but she ain't met the king
(Soulo, SOULO, Soulo, SOULO) kiss the [bad word] ring ho
TDE we got the belt, "hold it down if nothin else"
And this is my new single, cut the cheese it's bout to melt
Lean in my cup, pinky up like Dr.Evil
Currently we seeing deeds like Adam Sandler
ScHoolboy Q, OG, and dirty pineapple Fanta
And I ain't never been a [bad word] lick 'less I'm right around the [bad word] [bad word] wit' hoes, O's and 4's

[Hook x2]
I'm smokin dope, yo, could smell it on my clothes
SOPA tryna censor internet, we tryna get this dough
I said look back at me when you hit the pole
Swag's on mean, on them [bad word] hoes

[Verse 2: Schoolboy Q]
Oh that's your [bad word]  Well [bad word] she on me
I made her lick the sack, then work the top, then [bad word] the homies
Got the block hot, 'cuz I sold it off
No I'm not Weezy, [bad word] I'm weezy from that chronic cough
Yeah, I'm smoking dope, you can smell it in my beard
Have no fear, saviour of the gangster rap is [bad word] here
Word around town, SOPA tryna shut it down
How that sound I'm from the underground
They're gonna make me slang a pound
Figg Row (Figg Row) Figg Row (Figg Row) [bad word]  what you know about Figg Row (Figg Row)
This is original gangster, Uh, uh, uh, yeah
Smoke it, chewed it, sniff it, smell it
Inhale it, sip it, whatever
Just mix dope with your flavor uh, uh, uh, yeah
In interviews they always asking me about a lisp
Knowing [bad word] well I'm looking like I'm slinging bricks
Ever see an ex-student get a half a ticket
Think I'm lying, just ask Jimmy, that check was mine to...

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3: Ab-Soul and Schoolboy Q]
Soulo ho! Groovy Q!
I'm high as [bad word]  look at me too
Won't pass the weed, but I'll pass a [bad word] Fendi on, I might throw a fit
Deadline, hoodie on like Trayvon
Heard it through the grapevine
We got extra pills, lean and shrooms
Life for me is just weed and brews
Don't stop! (Get it, get it) Don't stop! (Get it, get it)
Don't stop! (Get it, get it, get it, get it)
Don't stop! (Get it, get it) Don't stop! (Get it, get it)
Don't stop! (Get it, get it, get it, get it)