(Hook)
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Wrap it up like some lunch meats
Having us higher than bungies
My Backs can never be crunchy
Relax when I'm past blazed
Relapsing back to ashtrays
Facing encased grass blades
Drawn to drifting, drag race
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Getting so lifted, the ground can't touch me
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go

(Verse 1)
Scraping the caressed masons
Taking fresh vegetables
Never half baked
My edibles blessed with decibels
Jack hammers
Left you smacked in jammers
Wrapped fat like nanas
On ya ass, damn bruh,
Now ya can't stand up
Orange fur and crystalline life
Foreign purp on unlimited like
More to burn, pyromania
And ya blaming us for aiming up
Skyward like house shingles
Blunt in thumb without thimbles
Nimbus clouds on my tongue,
Im Young, loud, and sky lingual

(Hook)
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Wrap it up like some lunch meats
Having us higher than bungies]
My Backs can never be crunchy
Relax when I'm past blazed
Relapsing back to ashtrays
Facing encased grass blades
Drawn to drastic drifting, drag race
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Getting so lifted, the ground can't touch me
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go


(Verse 2)
What's a level temperament?
Call me Benjamin's kite
Lit like Edison, my medicine's
Better than "Alright"
Even Jesus was left dead again so
When my lead is in sight
Spect my alphabet to flight
Bet Im begging to fight
Overlook us, you'll get broken up,
You'll set cooked up in pipes
Asses getting braised in grasses
Shoulda put up some signs
Get ya socks off my lawn
Popping off my locs getting long
There a lot in this bong
I cant stop before it's gone
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Boxin the whip till it's stuffy
If Im coughing I'm lit, I must be
Lost in this zip, don't come for me
Looking at the cookies in my pouch
Rookies ignite this, they be out
Couch bound, cotton mouth
Floating over mountains now
Look down catch vertigo
Searching for the earth like, "where'd it go"
(Where'd it go)
Oh there it goes
Damn that drop's deep
Imma cop crop in heaps
I can't sober now
I need a whole 'nother pound and

(Hook)
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Wrap it up like some lunch meats
Having us higher than bungies
My Backs can never be crunchy
Relax when I'm past blazed
Relapsing back to ashtrays
Facing encased grass blades
Drawn to drastic drifting, drag race
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
I gotta go cop me some Dutchies
Getting so lifted, the ground can't touch me
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go cop me some
I gotta go



(Outro)
Dutch leaf laid round herbal sour
Duck when I spray my verbal showers
Fuck a lame pape, that's not how i burn flowers
Smoking so much, I forgot the the hour
Dutch leaf laid round herbal sour
Duck when I spray my verbal showers
Fuck a lame pape, that's not how i burn flowers
Smoking so much, I'm almost out of sour

Dutch leaf laid round herbal sour
Duck when I spray my verbal showers
Fuck a lame pape, that's not how I burn flowers
Smoking so much, I forgot the the hour
Dutch leaf laid round herbal sour
Duck when I spray my verbal showers
Fuck a lame pape, that's not how i burn flowers
Smoking so much, shit I'm out of sour