Generation Z The Underachievers

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
My Generation be wildin'
Like we was born desolate on a island (Woah)
LSD hittin' proper
Nigga like NZT, you can't stop us (No)
Gang move like we mobsters
Nigga drink Hennesey like a shotter (Go)
Free my niggas that's locked up
Police always tryna come knock us
I'm backseat, blowin' my dro
Undercover cop creepin' on the low
I got a zip and the hash stashed in the gas tank
Hope the nigga don't smell my smoke
I take a trip out to the fresh coast
Good pow, good weed, move slow
I cop a plate of the hash then I ship that fast
I'mma see that shit when I go home
Call that fresh direct marijuana
Only fuck with that potent product
They mad cause I switch the topics
Like I can't talk 'bout what I'm thriving
I'm eatin' good in my hood
My niggas see me ear to ear smiling
I'm always high as a fucking kite
But my mosh pits they get violent
Beast Coast winners my gang
Keep a real tight circle, nigga, fuck through friends
Been around the globe, now I’m goin' in a trance
Pay me for my shows on the road in advance
I’m fuckin' with the hoes like my dough in the bank
Nigga aura on froze with the coldest of dank
See me trippin' fuckin' gold for my soul it’s a fact
Niggas steppin' to me wrong betta' know how to act
Lets go, lets go