[Chorus]
La la la la la la la
Turn the lights down
You ain’t even gotta worry about it
What you need, girl ya know I got it
I’ll give ya that

[Verse one]
Man I woke up this morning, ain’t no jobs for me
You ride to work, man I ride to these beats
I tell ya what you do with this college degree
My diploma, I roll up and pack it with weed (smoke!)
Yeah, but that 9 to 5 ain’t for me
A young entrepreneur, connoisseur when I speak
Sorry mama, I know that you told me last week
Get a job, send my resume, wait up and see
Uh, I’m tryna tell em’ they don’t know who the illest is
The young Greek with the flow outta Michigan
Yes I do get it in, and stack them dividends
They pay tuition, I pay my intuition bitch
But I’m still indie, fuck, but yo
Drew been working hard, that’s no Andrew Luck
Yeah, so put the needle to the record
Girl I can give ya something you ain’t had in a second

[Chorus]
La la la la la la la
I’ll give ya that
I’ll give ya that good chronic
You can feel it all through your body
I’ll give ya that
La la la la la la la
Turn the lights down
You ain’t even gotta worry about it
What you need, girl ya know I got it
I’ll give ya that

[Verse two]
I’ll give ya shit I know you like
They like to tell me I just roll the dice
I like to tell them yo, I’m cold as ice
What you think this is? Just an open mic?
Nah, this that pull Maria Sharapova types
I like to swipe my card before I even know the price
This some exclusive shit, this is the prototype
I take her down then get ghost, poltergeist
Yeah, see every day I gotta live it up
Fill out an application? I’d rather fill a cup
Yeah, I’m still recording in my bedroom
“You can’t be for real” I’m for real as the Neptunes
On your laptop, I’ll get you with the right clique
Qti till I die, on that nice shit
Cruising down the freeway, taking life easy
My Benz and my lyrics both roofless like this

[Chorus]
La la la la la la la
I’ll give ya that
I’ll give ya that good chronic
You can feel it all through your body
I’ll give ya that
La la la la la la la
Turn the lights down
You ain’t even gotta worry about it
What you need, girl ya know I got it
I’ll give ya that

[Verse three]
I’ll give ya that shit to free your mind
And if I don’t got money, I’ll give you time
I’ll give ya that la, la, la, la, la
I know I’m not perfect, but I try
Yeah, and I don’t question for a minute
They all tryna hop on, soon as your boy get it
Cuz once I get the ‘Rari, I know you want up in it
But would you still love me if I was in a Honda Civic?
Cuz when you’re on your way up, everybody’s a critic
But once you getting paid up, everyone wants a ticket
She love the potential, I got all the essentials
Yeah my crew linkin up like the new Continental
Uh you be working 9 to 5, I’m working 5 to 9
Am I ain’t playing, college, that shit was a waste of time
Free my mind, do it different by design
Ironic we gon have the deepest convo’s when we high

[Chorus]
La la la la la la la
I’ll give ya that
I’ll give ya that good chronic
You can feel it all through your body
I’ll give ya that
La la la la la la la
Turn the lights down
You ain’t even gotta worry about it
What you need, girl ya know I got it
I’ll give ya that