Rapper Weed

Yeah, come on, fuck your epiphany

I'm comin' differently, you ain't my twin, no you ain't kin to me

I've been goin' past beyond, it's fuck infinity

No you ain't shit to me, that's funny money flexin' different cheese

Alright, I'm comin' different what the rappers need

I'm high as fuck, I'm posted in the crib, smokin' on rapper weed

White boy, but I'm still posted on your favorite trapper's feed

And I don't sip wock, but my eyes low, I'm lookin' Japanese

Bro ain't really tryna get to know you, he ain't romantic

Now they throwin' me in real court, I had to program it

Never goin' broke again, I'm finna pro-slam it