The Usual - Burnout MacGyver, SLVG

New 20 puffin on a blunt of buddah smoke

They been talkin like they knew the dope

But i know they really new to dope

They dont know about these groupie hoes

Smokin sniffin up them pharmaceuticals

Coke stuck all in her cuticle

Like three straight and then go right back to the cubicle

Me i’m just tryna make this rubix cube

While everybody else is cool with the usual

A dark headspace feelin like im treadin water

The devil on my back i think he tryna make an offer

Lifes a pretty bitch and im just tryna get up off her

And fuckin bounce, bury me with an ounce

Bury me with a swisher

Snappin on you till you get the picture

Dont let the faceless boogeyman get ya

Taskforce knockin at the door we jumpin off the roof

Burn the place, take it to the grave if they want the proof

Been blazin everytime i’m in the coupe

A couple of bitches hit my dick and then they hit the fruit

My stashbox got alotta loot

Alotta 100s, they talk on the records but know that we run it