Pedal bike, rider high Two phones, every different type I'm living twice, I already died I need a hundred mill, might take two And I talk to the Lord like mates do Got a thousand dimes to attend to (Woah) Pedal bike rider high Two phones and they different types I'm deaf by choice, I ain't tryna' listen You hear the Backwoods in my voice, honey berry rhythm And I'm coming in [?] chip of my shoulder still chippin' Wesson Smith, we gon' shoot to your position I was tryna pedal bike outer space like I was ET I don't see myself where I play myself like a CD You are what you eat, put the money in the goats' cheese The priest confessing to me, all my dimes having a eulogy Pedal bike, rider high Two phones, every different type I'm living twice, I already died I need a hundred mill, might take two And I talk to the Lord like mates do Got a thousand dimes to attend to Pedal bike rider high Two phones, every different type Keep the bandage on me, bag of safety money Keep the ballad on me, choppa sing a song Put cocaine in holy matrimony, fiends wanna ring or suttin' Got my ringer buggin, can't get rid of them And the waitress asked my order I said "Million" (Woah) I had to go Aunt Jemima, sweet my sentiment (Woah) Pull up on baby tonight and tease her temperament She look inside my eyes and see a vacated soul I see a fiend hit it twice, yeah he [?] And the block wasn't nice so we trained up to go I'm in a box on her mind, [?] straight to the dough And she gotta call me all the time cause she hate being alone Pedal bike, rider high Two phones, every different type I'm living twice, I already died I need a hundred mill, might take two And I talk to the Lord like mates do Got a thousand dimes to attend to (Woah) Pedal bike rider high Two phones, every different type