Dead Head

What the fuck they talkin' bout

I'm just tryna have a toast, ridin' in the ghost, know I'm gonna do the most

Comin' to the top, I'm gonna boast, probably saw me blowin' smoke, no, that's a guarantee

Blowin' money, that's a fact, this a fuckin' tragedy

Turn ya to my casualty, ridin' with ya majesty, blowin' money casually

Paper chase a fax machine

Any beat I'm gettin on, I fuck it up, I fuck it up, and any beat I'm gettin' on, I fuck it up, I fuck it up

I'm home grown smokin', bad bone fuckin', know I be wakin' up just like this stuntin'

Stupid old bucket hat, babe got the bed spread, trip my fuckin' balls off

Party like a dead head

Like how dare you have the nerve, I'm steppin' off the curb, watch me swerve