[Intro]
(Kilogram)
(Assassins)
Look, up on the building
KnahImean, man?
Throwin' out a fuckin' helicopter, you heard? (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Grams in the JanSport (Yeah)
All that bullshit done ran its course (Man, get that shit the fuck up outta here, man)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (Aha)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Swoop!)
Grams in the JanSport (Yeah)
All that bullshit done ran its course (That's right!)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (You heard?)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)

[Verse 1]
Whip it with the fork
Wrist whippin' pure, havin' shit in a figure four since I slipped in the door (Son, knahImean?)
Talk about it, you livin' low
Blick in the kitchen drawer (Bow-bow)
Give 'em a blitz, brick walk
My hitter lift off, knock your lid off (Blow-blow-blow, blow)
Five-hundred-thousand in the fuckin' wall (Chi-chi-chi-ching)
Bottle up
'Bout to summersault, cuddy took a hit of this
Shit start rockin' likе a puppy jaw (Yo)
Rushin' with the drum in the car (Bi-bi-bi-bi-bi-bing)
Catch a L quick
Why sell knit?
I sеll bands, I be poppin' up parallel shit (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Can tell the clientele lit
Just bought her Chanel, can tell this bitch (Swoop)
Feds get us, I ain't tellin' 'em shit (Nah!)
.227, extra extendo clip (Brrt)
Watch your element
Took a tab, fell into a paintin' on some Mario, Nintendo shit (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot)
Burnin' the bag like Banjo-Kazooie
Ample ammo, son, I cancel your move (Bow-bow-bow, bow)
[Chorus]
Grams in the JanSport (Ayy)
All that bullshit done ran its course (Man, this shit over with)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (Aha)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Look, up on the building)
Grams in the JanSport (Yeah)
All that bullshit done ran its course (Shit over!)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform

[Verse 2]
Stove top saucery (Swoop)
Improv robbery (Bow-bow)
Beat you 'cross the quarter ki'
Mob king wallabie (Yay!)
Wildin' in the Bellagio lobby, son, obviously (Know that)
Bottles of Cliq' by the case
Top models poppin' E (Ay!)
Pockets deep
Not cos your shine off with shooters, swish licks with the hockey mask (Doot-doot)
Now it's Versace robes with the Medusas (Aha)
Fifty-six grams of yay gone away, huh
Break ground
So much paper, need to rake, get a away, son, we spray rounds (Bi-bi-bi-bi-bing)
Broke the code of honor
[?], then tote the Tommy like Tony Camonte, provoke the drama (What's poppin', son?)
Poke the holy ghost, LSD blotter
Flow molten lava
Motive for scholars, we money-getters (Get this bread)
Vino rock the Valentino undercover sweater (Swoop! Look, up on the building)
You fold under pressure (Fuck outta here)
[Chorus]
Grams in the JanSport (Aha)
All that bullshit done ran its course (Man, this shit over with)
So much snow, look like a sandstorm (Aha)
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform (Swoop!)
Grams in the JanSport (Yay)
All that bullshit done ran its course
So much snow, look like a sandstorm
Drop the product in the pot, watch it transform

[Outro]
Look, up on the building