I'm on my shit, bitch

Gettin back to it

Got it wrapped up just

Like a Backwood

I got blue-striped bills stackin up in my safe

And my girl lookin good, think I'll take her on a date

I'm on my shit, bitch

Gettin back to it

I just finally got a job and I'm paid real good

I just moved on out to Dallas from the mighty Mississippi

I got peace on my mind

I am such a southern hippie

I got greens on my plate (On my plate)

In my blunt (In my blunt)

In my lungs (In my lungs)

Know wassup

Know wassup

Know wassup

Deep within me

Got the power

Got the gaul

Got the sauce

Got the sauce

Got the sauce

Days get hotter and my drive grow stronger

Gotta trust the process

Put one foot before the other

All I control is me, myself, and I

Keep good energy everything gon be alright

I'm on my shit, bitch

Getting back to it

Got it wrapped up just

Like a backwood

I'm on my shit, bitch

You don't wanna miss this

It's a bird, it's a plane

No dats big Swish

What I meant is

I feel like Superman, Soulja Boy Tell'em

I just hopped up out the bed

Lookin like Clark Kent

Please don't start shit

Not for the drama

Imma man of action

Of big blunt passin

Of many talents

One with balance

And very well rounded

I'm on my

Shit

Bitch

Gettin back to it

Got it wrapped

Up

Just

Like a backwood

I'm on my shit, bitch

Gettin back to it

Got it wrapped up just

Like a Backwood

I got blue-striped bills stackin up in my safe

And my girl lookin good, think I'll take her on a date

Hey, hey

Watch it run away

Hey, hey

Watch it run away

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey