I'm on the lean off that Romulan and Ear Wax
Mad high, gettin' stuck on Fairfax
Now let me hit you with the clear facts
Got a bunch of sons but I didn't go bareback
Ghost bars, dead verses, to get a naga high is the meds purpose
To bring a naga down is the feds purpose
Like my insides white, but let me get a red surface
White walls, caddy flow
That boy so G that even ya mom and daddy know
Ghost be getting high on the patio
Hit you with the ratty tho, right where you tatted tho