Buckle Up

[Verse 1]

vocal chords stretched

breakin every bone in the beat

fuck a Source

my shit is five mics on the street

z-mainey, onions on my breath, make you cry

you know the skinny guy, covered in flies, expectin to die

knockin out gangstas with one punch and drank punch

fuck a thugs life my life is what you dream of

your girlfriend's a nigger lover in case you haven't noticed

she's the dopest, her mind is open floatin' like fish

off of one hit of the spliff, three margaritas

my señorita's full of tequila

tryna reach us but we at the bar drinkin free beer and eatin peanuts

dank supply lookin mighty low we need to re-up

be up, to another bar there's like six of us

two AM on the nose and can't get rid of us

damn, them blunts got your breath smellin like shit

damn, I took about a half an hour beer piss

hopped in the Land

your girlfriend was drivin'

drunk drivin', crashed into a pole an I was flyin' through the windshield

landed in the bushes

woke up an hour later, still in the bushes

crawled out the bushes, didn't see no car

didn't see no witnesses and walked hella far

fractured my arm, and didnt even notice

woke up the next day like "oh oh shiit!"

[Verse 2]

I'm drinkin Rossi and vodka in the shower

hopped out, drank some jin and juice and got some olives

out of the fridge to make a dirty martini

I threw on Fleetwood Mac and ate a weed brownie

I'm peepin to gurp, the phone rang and it was Head

Head said he comin' through with Slim and Red

they got drank so I wait

throw on some gear and got draped

Cause we ain't fittin to kick it over here all day

this is Frisco

chewin on a veggie burrito

we at Slim house burnin weed the record hit the needle

and we vibin', sample that shit

I had to bounce to get another 40 ounce

I am so gone

weather outside is fillin' snow cone

kids get they smoke on

brotha put your clothes on

pass me the Cisco

orreee thats my rellie

rollin in his Chevy with his girlfriend Becky

hopped in the back seat and said "wassup Kelly"

they been on gurp all day already

drinkin on a 40 burnin chewies to the music

lookin at the red light, no don't do it

that's what I was thinkin', should've said it when we crashed

flipped 6 times, and we spittin up glass

I lost 3 teeth it all happened so fast

homie and his girl were in the street bleeding bad

I was in the front, twisted up seeing stars

Kelly cracked her head open, and broke both her arms

[Verse 3]

I'm from the city where the Chinese be drivin' ill

with the combination of young kids gettin killed

in they automobiles

funerals are filled, with everybody that you loved