[Verse 1: Lord Linco]
Like a chopper and a starter for road trip
Slap a bopper in the chopper if she shows lip
Where the sunsets tell me where the hoes went
Show to the whole click after a blunt rap
In the flannel looking dirty for the art hoes
100 rounds by the channel at the art show
Like a leaning at the penan when it's all slow
Eyes closed [?] with the dark smoke
Praying to the blunt holy, herbs in the spliff
Blowing off steam in a dream with a soft pitch
Off switch, lights out dark room nicе house
Untaxed money in my pockеts so I'm iced out

[Chorus: Lord Linco]
Like pillars over my scalp pink lakes
Living life like a god, shoot a opp in his face
Like pillars over my scalp pink lakes
Living life like a god, shoot a opp in his face
Like pillars over my scalp pink lakes
Living life like a god, shoot a opp in his face
Like pillars over my scalp pink lakes
Living life like a god, shoot a opp in his face

[Verse 2: Sickboyrari]
Meet me by the pond fuck the lake east state
Gold on my teeth, 20k slap a bitch
In the art show new tops for 6s
Standing on the porch Jason mask on my face
Roses in my hand with a blunt in my mouth
[?] like she from the south
Trapping off of Myspace, trapping at the house
Weed in the sofa trapping off your bitch couch