[Chorus]
Me and my n***as just maxing out
Passing weed 'till we passing out
Motherfucking gods better watch your mouths
Do you know what the fuck my gang about?
Rolling up, floating up
That LSD, that potent drug
Got a n***a blowing up like Op-rah
If you don't know God, let me show you brah!
Let me show you bruh
If you ain't with us!
Let me show you, bruh
If you ain't with us!
All my living gods they fuck with us
All my queen bitches, they know what's up
If you ain't with the life, get the fuck from us
On some third eye shit, what you putting up

[Verse 1: AK]
Lucy got me lucid, sour diesel, power refill, uh
Due to the fact I rap she confess her love for a n***a
While you staring through the peep hole
We low lovers, we’re controlled by the ego
We float, n***a bow down to the beast coast
We smoke by the P, so we ghost
You ain't know, maxing out, packs are loud at the shows
Mapped it out, indigo route n***a
Soul glow gold, you know what I'm talkin bout
Deep inside lil homie free your mind
And try to deep the shine of your elite design
Peep the signs, n***a the weak get conquered
So I yoga the flame until I bluffer the Blanka
Releasing the pain, I shook ya bitch so obnoxious
Popped shit off n***a this goon squad got us
Lawd! Who gonna stop me now?
Third eye, chop em down!
Dark shades on, I don't see these clowns
Elevated n***as, you stuck to the ground!
UA, you tight, you ain't
We the cool guys and utilize our brains
From the rise of the most high, n***a fuck fame
And Flatbush be the block which we came from
Ain't shit changed but the income
It's 2012, n***as still dumb
My dick super soft, and she still cum
Bust off, Lara Croft, homie ain't done
Till a hundred million souls get uplifted
47 shift bitch demons on the hit list, bow
Sixth sense knock a n***a down
I'll be puffing loud on a cloud maxing out
[Chorus]
Me and my n***as just maxing out
Passing weed 'till we passing out
Motherfucking gods better watch your mouths
Do you know what the fuck my gang about?
Rolling up, floating up
That LSD, that potent drug
Got a n***a blowing up like Op-rah
If you don't know God, let me show you brah!
Let me show you bruh
If you ain't with us!
Let me show you, bruh
If you ain't with us!
All my living gods they fuck with us
All my queen bitches, they know what's up
If you ain't with the life, get the fuck from us
On some third eye shit, what you putting up

[Verse 2: Issa Gold]
Herb shuttles you know I'm faded
Sour diesel, high upon this spaceship
Smoking loud, yeah, a n***a hate it
I roll it up and now n***a face it!
Yeah, a n***a face it
I ain't pass the shit, a n***a ain't no Peyton
Higher conscious, mellow waves
Pull it up, mother fucker, got weed for days!
Lil n***as can't hang with us
Roll the whole zip, n***a, ain't no rush
Two straight n***as taste better than one
Pass both spliffs, I’m getting fucked up
Rolling up on that indo
Put a little hash in, so we hit slow
I ain't giving two grams cause we ain't broke
Four n***a's in the room so we burn four
One man to a spliff rolling dolo
And if a couple bitches come we gonna give 'em more
And if we're feeling get drunk get the rose moe
And I'll be sipping that lean, it got me slow mo
I'm getting high, trap my body and free my mind
Clear the negative that's inside
This weed is strong, though you know my style!
Lamping up on that cannabis
Got a n***a frozed up like manequins
With shit so long can't handle it
Got a hit so strong, she passing it
I'm laughing shit, on my black lil back
[?] to the face I ain't passing it
Got the nod, nod I master it
I make the moves cause we have to win
I rep all like an activist!
[Chorus]
Me and my n***as just maxing out
Passing weed 'till we passing out
Motherfucking gods better watch your mouths
Do you know what the fuck my gang about?
Rolling up, floating up
That LSD, that potent drug
Got a n***a blowing up like Op-rah
If you don't know God, let me show you brah!
Let me show you bruh
If you ain't with us!
Let me show you, bruh
If you ain't with us!
All my living gods they fuck with us
All my queen bitches, they know what's up
If you ain't with the life, get the fuck from us
On some third eye shit, what you putting up