Stuff Crust Gunna

[Intro]
(Run that back, Turbo)

[Chorus]
Oxycotton on loans, [?] turnin' me on
'Scotti, smokin' this strong, the hottest, geekin' on drugs
Geekin' went a got it out the slums
Gettin' the highest, flyin' above
Double styrofoam sippin' on 'Tuss
And the Backwood better be stuffed crust

[Verse 1]
Ain’t none of this free (Nah)
Ain’t never been cheap (Nah)
Hundred thousand on weed
I landed on Mars, can’t tell me I’m sleep
I been fuckin' this freak, she’s keepin' me hard
I’m diggin' in deep, we take AC
I swallow the car, I see a lot of stars
Never been this far
Breakin' down keef, had to roll up a leaf
Niggas know I’m not Chief
Lot of money, can’t sleep
I pop a few E's, but I ain’t tryna O.D
I’m clinchin' my teeth, I don’t wanna eat, just pour up some lean
Get as high as can be, don’t know how many feet
I can’t feel the dеgrees
I done took off, can’t feel the degrees, I’m way out your lеague
I got a touch, listen, I teach, I beat all the odds
At least I can flodge, my name ain’t a fraud
Ain’t no lease on the cars, Xanax bars
Plus the island was far, I’ll wake up tomorrow