[Hook: The Weekend] Fast life livin' Yeah, we still tippin' Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
[Verse 1: Juicy J] On the lean poppin' rose with a kush blunt With a bitch, ass fat, see it from the front Mind gone, man I'm trippy and my eyes low Everything purple, all I see is weed smoke Codeined out, but my bitch gonna try If you say you ain't high, then you niggas lyin' A bunch of Taylors Memphis niggas gettin' throwed nigga A bunch of hoes in this crib, bunch of O's nigga Off that oil and it's dirty and I'm feeling great Smoke a blunt or two or three just to keep me straight You getting high, what ho, make a decision That medical promethazine trippy prescription Cups overflowin', and my vision is dizzy I'm like Bobby Brown ho without new edition
[Hook: The Weekend] Fast life livin' Yeah, we still tippin' Codeine cups paint a picture so vivid
[Verse 2: Juicy J] Purple, purple, purple, cup always full Pass it in a circle, everybody smoking good On the daily might, smoke an ounce just to fuck around Weed mane sold out when I'm in your town 2050 Trippy, she got a sippy cup They say don't drink and sip that lean but I mix em up Turnt up to the max, real ratchet shit She bad and she smoked probably half that bitch You niggas still gettin' tipsy, catch me leanin' Smoke some incredible, feel like I'm dreamin' My crib in Cali like Texas sippin' DJ Screw Fridge fill a Bombay but you can't find no juice
[Hook: The Weekend] Fast life livin' Yeah, we still tippin' Codeine cups paint a picture so vividExplain