4cat Y U MAKE SUCH SICK BEATS??

Bitch I am the master of disaster
The one who wants to go faster
The one who lives without gods or masters
Get plastered

I hit the bowl my beats flew outta control
And I'm growin' thirty plants
Bitch, what the fuck you know?

Livin' lovin' everyday
Gotta make the green green
Gotta grow real mean green

Smokin up like everyday
Any way possible
Like I'm in fuckin' mission impossible
Bangin Kim Possible
When the head she gives is so impossible

Working everyday from nine to five
Got them addies in my pocket
Feelin' so alive

(God damn)

And I keep my pride
In my back pocket
For when the cops arrive

D-X-M in my system

I'm so fucked up
I'm so fucked up

5-0 rolled up
5-0 rolled up

Shit I threw up
Damn I fucked up
Bout to get locked up
But they really didn't give a fuck

(Like)

I tell you one way to know your country's in the shitter
The poor man's ketamine kids chug muthafuckin' whenever
They tellin' kids LSD means jail
so robo syrup is their coffin nail
Gettin' legal highs in the fuckin' mail
Kids askin' kids when to trip on something better
But if you ask me my answer's motherfuckin' never

Bitch I am the master of disaster
The one who wants to go faster
The one who lives without gods or masters
Get plastered

I hit the bowl my beats flew outta control
And I'm growin' thirty plants
Bitch, what the fuck you know?

Livin' lovin' everyday
Gotta make the green green
Gotta grow real mean green

Smokin up like everyday
Any way possible
Like I'm in fuckin' mission impossible
Bangin Kim Possible
When the head she gives is so impossible