[Chorus: Styles P]
If you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this
If—, if—, if you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this
You shouldn't listen to this, you shouldn't listen—
You shouldn't listen to this, listen—, listen—, listen to this

[Verse 1: Sean Price]
Black folks, crack smoke
Bighead scientist, island of Patmos
Fake tears and snakes here
Question my thug 'cause I ain't shoot a nigga in eight years
Sets superior imperious rex sket interior airing ya nearing ya death inferior
Listen, it's so thuggish to sniff 'caine
Make me cold-blooded, motherfucker, I'm Rick James
Hell of a drug, Sean Price, hell of a thug
Hang with Sheen, I got elephant blood
Listen to me, y'all better not listen to me
Fuck around and catch a case, trying to be like P
Listen, a ring on you brother, I'm harming you daily
Clown, Ringling Brothers, and Barnum and Bailey
P, now download this on a disk
If you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this
Bitch

[Chorus: Styles P & Mac Miller]
If you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this
(Phew, just made the cut, baby)
If—, if—, if you under twenty-one, you shouldn't listen to this
(Let me light this motherfuckin' weed I'm smokin')
You shouldn't listen to this (Yeah), you shouldn't listen—
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You shouldn't listen to this (For real, light the crack pipe so I know it's real)
Listen—, listen to this (Ahem)
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