CANASTA (feat. PatChat)

We up playing canasta Chilling with the magic caster Hey can we play it faster I was thinking for a second my bad lemme get back to Back to that canasta Ayy pass me that canister Dab me up yo fam we fucked We motherfuckin' plastered Meemaw we chilling dumb high right now Look at our red eyes red eyes right now They veiny they brainy don't play me gram Am I good to drive by now I know we chillin' the way you do Move through The retirement life boo boo Two shoes no two slippers As we shuffle up to dinner Myrtle's bitter She ain't win her life savings in her bank account Saved amount Back at bingo Back at Ringo's I don't think so We beasting on a beast Grandma got her teeth Pops took his keys and jumped like a flea Chillin with the boys We gon' get destroyed Big fat ol' fuck you to Loy We up playing canasta We chillin' with the magic caster Hey can we play it faster Ayo shout out if your back hurt Back to that canasta Ayy Pass me the canister Dab me up yo fam we fucked We motherfuckin' plastered Up playing canasta Chillin with the magic caster Hey can we play it faster Ayo real quick pass me another magic square Back to that canasta Ayy Pass me the canister Dab me up yo fam we fucked We motherfuckin' plastered Up in the sky we seeing stars Around the world like Santa Claus Blunting all night shooting past Mars Whole pound of weed stuffed in a bong Now we moving right along Twisted can't tell right from wrong Poppin pills all day Now we Marshall Mathers strong Cooking up whipping up hell in the kitchen Used Lysol It is still stinkin' All kinds of plants Not talking Pikmin Grandma told me "Save none for the bitches" Shot for shot at six o'clock Don't tell grandfather though Matching each other like dominoes Her monthly refills we swallow those Prayer on god though We are two sinners When we cooking It isn't dinner Dodge the 5-0 Swerve the 12 We on the shit that makes us thinner Gobble some O's not cereal Making us shiver like we're in winter She know the code She flexing on hoes She tryna get Nice and limber Grandma standing head of the ship She go cruising 10 in the whip Fighting at the grocery store About to kill for organic chips Using her pension on the lotto But we know she'll never win If you ever tell her though She'll take off the belt and give you the whip