Duce Yeat

[Intro]
[?]
(Yeah, we love to get high, we get geeked)

[Verse]
Drank (Yeah, we love to get high, we get geeked, go, go, go, go, go)
That's a deuce (That's a deuce)
We gon' ride, that fo' sho' (C'mon, c'mon, that fo' sho')
Yeah, lil' thot backstage at my show (Hm, backstage at my show)
Gave me neck just like a noose (That shit Heaven, uh, uh)
You gon' die and that fo' sho'
You gon' die and that fo' sho' (Uh, uh)
Lil' boy end up on the news (Snitch, that boy dead, uh, uh)
Came from the bottom, how could I lose? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm finna OD on these Perc', boy, that shit not cool (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm on too many drugs right now, I can't even think (Can't even think)
I got some ice that live on my wrist, Imma learn how to ski (Vroom)
He got a cross on his face, I hit him with a Chrome Heart ring (Luh' bitch)
Yeah, I put my twizzy, lil' Izzy, man, we too unique (Yeah)
We got expensive car, we can get into it
We got [?], we got gun too
I don't know what the fuck you thinking, you not one of us
Back in the day was broke as Hell, now my pockets loaded
You gon' meet your maker, uh
Ride this whip, it's stolen, uh
Yeah, this Glock is loaded, yeah
It's gon' hit his melon, uh