The bass knockin, bitch open up Go pour a cup, if you smoke, roll a blunt Brand new ounce, young and full of drugs Still not giving it up, still not giving a fuck I couldnt stop rappin if i fuckin tried to They say this shit was sick bitch, trust me youre being lied to Mountain full of ash thats too raps times two Your shit may be awesome but my shits fuckin colossal My shits underground my genre should just be fossil TeamSesh, fuck Dave, yep thats the motto Came through ice around my neck young gelato Remember when my teacher said I wouldnt make it far though Now I dont leave my house without one of my chains on though Only spend a thousand if i need to let the trunk blow Rappin all day smoking weed in my condo Me and my fuckin team killin beats till the sun go down And even when it do we still love guttin blunts Dont worry its what we do One ounce, one day, 30 raps to the face, new high, new fade, new money to fuckin make 300 something songs, 19 fuckin mixtapes Your whole catalogue of musics a mistake Your shits so fifth place, mines so first Been rhyming since the cradle, imma rhyme until the hearse, I murk Ever verse I blurt, kids so dope, flow so berserk
fuckin, ounce, guttin, shit, teamsesh