"Survivin'" lyrics

[Juicy J {Project Pat}:]
Today, man, I'm celebratin', I'm not stressin' today
{Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese, and gettin' my dick sucked} (Uh-huh)
{Still makin' cheese, ridin' clean, and gettin' my dick sucked} (Shoutout to Project Pat)
{Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese, and gettin' my dick sucked} (We are not stressin' today, alright?)
{Still makin' cheese, ridin' clean, and gettin' my dick sucked} (We turnin' up, mane, let's go)
(Hitkidd, what it do, man?) Ayy, yeah, uh-huh

[Juicy J:]
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew (Uh-huh)
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, and gettin' my brains blew
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, gettin' my brains blew

[Xavier Wulf:]
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, and gettin' my brains blew
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, and gettin' my brains blew

[Juicy J:]
Still hot as tabasco, yo' ho call me, "Master" (Master)
I drink to get plastered, a old, dirty bastard
Pull up in a Casper, the F8 faster
I'm cold on a bitch like a trip to Alaska
They play with a Draco, they paint shit like Maaco
They aim at yo' taco with cans like Monaco
She suck like a vacuum, I swerve, duckin' potholes
She say she don't suck dick (What?), the nerve of these thot hoes (Damn)
I'm high like on cloud 9, might fall in a black hole (Ah)
Fell off, now you back on, these niggas put they cap on (Yep)
Nigga can't craft my style, niggas be cap and gown, yeah, yeah
Probably gotta keep her 'round, she eat dick right now, yeah, yeah

Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew (Still)
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, and gettin' my brains blew (Mmm)
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew (I'm winnin', winnin')
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, gettin' my brains blew (Charlie Sheen, nigga, winnin')

[Xavier Wulf:]
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, and gettin' my brains blew
Still smokin' za, ridin' foreign, and gettin' my brains blew
Still ridin' foreign, smokin' za, and gettin' my brains blew

[Juicy J:]
Yeah, yeah
Rich nigga in my town
I'ma let a bitch get wild, yeah, yeah
Smokin' up dope by the pound
Playin' my signature sound, yeah, yeah
Sippin' on syrup, no maple
Pull up, kick door, nothin' major
Used to wear masks on capers
Now I got all this paper

[Xavier Wulf:]
Still smokin' za, all I heard her say was "Blah-blah"
Niggas rah-rah 'til we hop in the van and ride by
Sky-high, bitch, I'm whatever you with, plus six
Bitches tryna kick, kick it back, I reckon this
I pulled up out of the mist and she hopped out and blew a kiss
Smokin' Wulfpack, I'm smokin' zaza, I keep it lit
Ain't no small fries extortin' my guys, I'll get you zipped
Treat a nigga like a bad hair day and get him clipped
I love my bitch, she bought me hot chips
Letto pumps in the club, my section get ignorant
Play with me, I show you that's a waste of good time spent
Diamonds dancin' on me, see me shinin' through the hearse tint

[Project Pat:]
Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese, and gettin' my dick sucked
Still makin' cheese, ridin' clean, and gettin' my dick sucked