Fast cars with bad broads in them I proceed to smoke these trees And stuff piles of cheese in my 501 denim Where they bullshit begins, I end them And no, I don't hear these niggas trippin' Closin' the cabin door and revvin' up on my engines The weed is rolled, the drink is cold It's new to you, to me, it's old CEO, these off-brand niggas ain't really the future Ms. Cleo, how would I approach? Been known to leave weed crumbs and trails of sour D's Smoke the irony of suckers who predicted the planes landin' Now they wanna fly with me I just let it boost my confidence Roll another joint, drug pilin' shit, okay This ain't the life that we chose But it's the life that we livin' Know we belong on the top of Ween trippin' Cause we'll get there in a minute And we'll get there in a minute Cause we'll get there in a minute Know we belong on the top of Ween trippin' Cause we'll get there in a minute Ask me if I plan to be rooftop chillin' with some pretty-ass women You'll be glad to meet, tree stuffed in the passenger seat Charger to my phone, couple changes of clothes And the OG told me all haters expose they self So it's best to leave it alone Pop the cork, put the tree in the bung Been here for a minute, you niggas just catchin' on Master of the craft I've grown Haters trail the path I've flown It's obvious, suckers talk down, but we ain't trippin' Hoes fuck what they say, we different In my hotel chillin' Bad women come and fill my marijuana prescription You niggas know the biz, it's Taylor Gang or kill him This ain't the life that we chose But it's the life that we livin' Know we belong on the top of Ween trippin' Cause we'll get there in a minute And we'll get there in a minute Cause we'll get there in a minute Know we belong on the top of Ween trippin' Cause we'll get there in a minute