[Verse 1: Dylan Ross] On seven like I'm Geta Break the scissors out and bust the motherfucking sheet up Divi it between me and the Sensei to release us I don't even need drugs But I'm in desperate need of a re-up Pushing legal dope got you envious of the realest Cause you're about as real as Jesus Clear headed and open minded defined Any lesson that the divine creator might wanna teach us
[Hook 1: Dylan Ross] Who got the dose? Me! I got the dose! D! I got the dose! [x4]
[Verse 2: Trap Sensei] Doped up huh Whipping up that potion Bitch I'm bout stuff and I ain't even got a office Trick we living lawless My soul Oh so flawless Wasting time praising crosses Instead of paying the cost bitch I'm so damn blunt I get straight to the point I know just what I want You act like you don't So you shouldn't have the nerve to try to tell me what won't work You look confused I hit the blunt so many times you think it's abuse Niggas talk but can't walk up in my shoes Cosmic Journey the don't know how we move
[Hook 2: Trap Sensei] got that dose Who got that dose Who got that dose We got that dose We got that dose We got that dose [x2]