(One, two)
Yeah, I like to dedicate this record right here to my main man
Johnny Cash, a real American gangster
I got my nephew Whitey Ford on the guitar
Young Trev' on the drums
Grand Ole Opry, here we come, uh

Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jacked up the spoon on the candlestick
Dopestick pimpin' on the one-trick pony
Yeah, she kinda skinny, but she gets my money
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine

Yeah, you know I got to have that medicine
That prescription medicine, baby
You know, purple, orange, green

Jack starts hangin 'round with some fiends
Got strung out, sold the cow for beans
Told young wifey, "I love you, honey
But you gotta hit the streets, go and get my money"
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine

Yeah, the more dedicated the more medicated
Can you feel me?

Girl, my love's gonna last just as long as my high
And I'm high all day, every day
You can trust every word I'm gonna say will be a lie
Haha, yeah, I lie sometimes
What's the use of the truth
If you can't get a lie sometimes, baby?
Now dig this

Jack starts to track up and down the hill
Got to walkin' figure eights when he told to Jill
"Come rain, come shine, come snow, if it's sunny
Get the fuck out, girl, and get my money"
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine
Get my money, buy my medicine
Buy my medicine, buy my medicine

Yeah, they say you can't buy me love
But you damn sure can buy me bud

Girl, my love's gonna last just as long as my high
Oh, I'm so high right now, how 'bout you?
You can trust every word I'm gonna tell you is a lie
Liar, liar, haha, pants on fire
Girl, I love you
I love you though
Yeah

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Calvin Broadus, Erik Schrody