Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon
I got problems with my spending
All these voices in my head
Im doing eighty in a stolen car
Never in a hurry
Singing: La-di-da-di-da-di-da
All I wanna do is smoke some trees
Drinkin bottles in the subway
Takin pictures with the models
Stayin up until the morning
Wish that I was more deserving
Goin wild like Im 
Wishin some bottles were less harmful, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon, yeah
I exhale the blunt smoke, it sounds like a shotgun
I dont need a deal so I went out and I got one
Live in dog years and I feel 26
Yeah, Im old bitch, but I learn new tricks
Like to throw hands like a ton of new bricks
Stay and smoke through trees that look like little sticks
Yeah, I smoke trees, little trees like dicks 
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon, yeah
Seven-fifty-seven
Yeah, Ill never go to heaven
Ive been smokin since eleven
Told the devil hes a lemon, yeah
Lets go
Send it back, send it back, send it back, do it
And I go, and I hit, and I go, and I hit
Do it all
And I say do it all, and I say do it all
All the way, do it all, all the way
Throw it back
Bring it home, all the way
And I go, and I go, and I go
And I stop, and I stop, and I stop
All the way, all the way, all the way
And I go, and I go, and I go on fire