[Hook: Nasty C]
Let's get baked
Let's connect
Holy oxygen, take a breath
With my dawgs, fuck a pit
Count the gross, they count the net I confess

[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
I've been talking a little crazy
Me and all my homies
Calling all the shots
Barely calling home, no no
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Preach when you tag me (preach)
I still go to church
And pray to God to let me speak like I haven't

[Verse 1: Nasty C]
We put our two's up, then we burn a zipper
I put my crew up, bought my family first shit
I connect with the stars and I float away
Tell me y'all on the way
Just go straight to your seat in heaven
And you call me up, I'm only a couple of turns away
I'm as young as they come
But my Guwop is old
I'm sorry I rap a lot, I grew up to Cole
I was raised by a rolling stone
That turned me into a rolling stoner
All you hating niggas get a pole to tow
But I'm supposed to pose up on a totem pole
I'm toe to toe with the devil
I blow the smoke in his face
I got the juice, the bevi
I had to give Nonny a taste
Blowing O's and smoking jays
I think I just bought me a case
I was quick with the come up
I didn't even put my foot on the brake, skrr
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