Lean in a cup weed in a blunt oh my
Oh my god im lit oh my god im high so fried
And i ain't with the new friends you might be a fun guy
Only real niggas and bitches step in the alumni
The alumni
The alumni
You niggas must be a fun guy yeah aye
The alumni
Step in the club
Party we party we go to the max
Go to the max we gone off the thrax
Gone off the thrax
Step in the kitchen i whipping the stove
Whipping the stove until the shit gone
Cookin it serving it junkies be lurking
They want it they want it they need it they got it
Profit i need the profit ima stack
Profit i need the profit i like racks
You trying to smoke put a twenty on that you
Say you the best put a bentley on that
Put a kidney on that
Aim at your head put a cemi on that
Your bitch on my dick got a hell of a rack
Look at my swag i be hell of a mac
Why they holding me back
Why is these little niggas holding me back. Can't nobody hold me back
Can't nobody hold me back
Pull up in lack
Go to the max
Gone off the thrax yeah
I be gone off the thrax