[Intro]
(Ayy, turn the music up for me, Chris)
[Chorus]
Bring me the dope, I need four ounces
We having less talking and more counting
I'm so high, I can climb a mountain
You thought you could swim, but your ass drowning
In that foreign doing donuts
It's in my lap, fuck a holster
I'm hotter than a toaster
Jewelry got me feeling colder (lets get it)
[Open Verse]
(Ayy, turn the music up for me, Chris)
[Chorus]
Bring me the dope, I need four ounces
We having less talking and more counting
I'm so high, I can climb a mountain
You thought you could swim, but your ass drowning
In that foreign doing donuts
It's in my lap, fuck a holster
I'm hotter than a toaster
Jewelry got me feeling colder (lets get it)
[Open Verse]
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