And thats a round of applause

Ladies and gentleman

I'd like to shout out Taylor Gang

And shout out my car keys

It's big business b**ch

I'm just chilling loc'ing sipping smoking

Like a G Should

On my fly old school sh*t: Clint Eastwood

Tell a friend bring a friend its a Cookout

We gon' drink we gon' smoke

We gon' turn this b**ch out

Roll another doobie

Only papers baby fill it with that ooh-wee

Let a G roll the OG than roll one for OG

Yeah that's the homie

Zig zags baby no leaf

Acting like you know the Wizzle man that's my homie

If thats gin ni**a pour me

Sippin' slow she go down slow like a slow leaf

Cop the car from the dealer

Pulled off thumbs up to the homie Mac Miller

King kong young gorillia my cup overflow with spilla

All day Mr Count It Up I lost count I don't ever think its enough

I get it 100 after 100 so everything you did with that money I done done it

Gone

I'm just chilling loc'ing sipping smoking

Like a G Should

On my fly oldschool sh*t: Clint Eastwood

Tell a friend bring a friend its a Cookout

We gon' drink we gon' smoke

We gon' turn this b**ch out

Drop top leather seats

Tape deck playing she a freak

It aint about money it aint my language

Don't know my name in memory of Rick James B**ch

You know that I'm a Taylor tho

So to the cops Cartoon George which way'd he go

Sh*t n-gga I did blew 80 O's the 80′s O's the 80 mo'

In my lifetime No Jay Z

Just Oz's roll something smoke w**d

Drink liquor double cups

No lean in it f-ck is up

I tell her “B***h I be airborne”

Then in a minute in my lap where her hair gone

She Keep it G she love a n-gga

I tell her chill I'm f-cking witcha

I'm just chilling loc'ing sipping smoking

Like a G Should

On my fly oldschool sh*t: Clint Eastwood

Tell a friend bring a friend its a Cookout

We gon' drink we gon' smoke

We gon' turn this b**ch out

I'ma roll one up and you should

We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint Eastwood

I'm gon roll one up and you should

We gon' smoke old school joints: Clint Eastwood

Uh best board the time machine b**ch

You can write a movie off the sh*t I done seen

Rolling them Khalifa papers up with all kinds of green

Smoking while I'm rapping n-gga don't get no time between

Yeah I came up in the game it took time you see

I'll show you how to get your money up and get high as me

Talk to my Dad the other day said he proud of me

My girl says she found 30 racks when she found my jeans

I told her blow it like her nose was running

What you hatin' me for fam get some hoes or something

N-ggas know me for twisting a whole key

F-ck around I might charge you a O or something

I'm a let you hold it and you owe us nothing

Its the sh*t I be smoking so be carefull how you roll it when you cuffin'

Got a projecter in the crib like nino

N-ggas aint gotta talk about it we know

I'm just chilling loc'ing sipping smoking

Like a G Should

On my fly oldschool sh*t: Clint Eastwood

Tell a friend bring a friend its a Cookout

We gon' drink we gon' smoke

We gon' turn this b**ch out