Casey Jones, better known by his stage name Casey Veggies, is an American rapper from Inglewood, California. Since 2007, the young artist has released 5 independent record label mixtapes. under LA clothing and management company Peas&Carrots Intl. His most recent tape, Customized Greatly Vol. 3, was released on April 9, 2012.
Casey Veggies was born in Inglewood, California on July 18, 1993. Veggies started rapping after his junior year in high school.
Casey released his first mixtape Customized Greatly Vol. 1 at the age of 14. While Casey was originally one of the founding members of the hip hop group OFWGKTA, appearing on the groups first effort The Odd Future Tape, he decided to branch out on his own after his first mixtape release. In an interview with Respect Mag, Casey stated it as:
"It’s hard to explain, really, but I just had more of a [different] vision for my own rap career. I wanted to do my own thing."<
Following up that project with Customized Greatly Vol. 2, Veggies began to work closely with friends Joshton Peas and Anwar Carrots to help establish PNCINTL, better known as Peas & Carrots International. Having worked with Def Jam artist YG on his 2nd mixtape, Veggies began to take rap much more seriously. In an interview with The Madbury Club, Veggies discussed how "strategic sponsorships, limited merchandise, organic partnerships, social presence and influence ability have proved fundamental in the success of Peas & Carrots and thus, Casey Veggies".
[Hook:]
I'm Drinking round after round
Make it rain in the club don't drown
Baby what you trying to drink, white or brown?
Tonight I'm tryin to see you in a night gown
So what it do girl
I'm drinking round after round
Make it rain in the club don't drown
Baby what you trying to drink, white or brown?
Tonight I'm tryin to see you in the night gown
So what it do girl
I'm too turned up goodness gracious
Bitches in every state
I call it placements
Louies with no laces
I love it when my girlfriend speak a different language
All kinds of fucking faces
Got a nigga balling
In the club goin hard bottle poppin
Nigga catch the wave I'm in [?] leanin to the right
Thirty niggas behind me got em feeling alright
25 years old fuck a fight
Never gave a bitch money just good pipe
I'll be going at the hood but he not my blood type
Drinking Remy White
[Hook]
I'm talking bout the money and the cars that you drive and all the diamonds on ya neck
And all the bitches you be slidin'
Where it's at, where it's at, where it's at,
Where it's at, where it's at, where it's at,
I'm talk round after round, bottle after bottle
Pound after pound, model after model
Hunnit niggas deep in the club plus I'm on one
All the bases loaded bitch Home Run fuck you, pay me Simple
Me and Flockaveli get them choppas out the window
Three days 8C I'm talking 30K
Canaries on the AP 30k
Purple in the air henny straight
Aight
Okay
They say I
They say I should take better care of myself
Maybe they're right
But not tonight
Hahahaha
Seven let's go
C'mon
Zoned out, turnt up
Shuttin' something down tonight
Kush, blunts, hash, bowl
Fuckin' with a pound of white
Order shot, shoot em down
Actin' like a drunk fuck
I don't know how I'm alive
Chalk it up as dumb luck
Drinkin' I ain't
Thinkin' I ain't
Eatin' I don't stop at all
Sippin something super saucy
Now I'm bout to cop a ball
Spendin' every dollar
I'mma make some more tomorrow
Clockin' out I hit the liquor store
And grab another bottle
Po'ed up with young prince
Now we're burnin' down a spliff
He said just keep this shit in check
Please don't let it drown a gift
I don't hear em choppin'
Just the sounds of bottles poppin'
Is it me or did you hear some motherfucking body knockin'
Pop another Molly
Rollin' trees like a lumberjack
Smokin' on that earwax
Call that shit that other crack
Sittin' in the K-hole
Starin' out the Cadillac
Yeah I love this liquor
But this shit'll never love me back
Turnt up, zoned out
Shuttin' something down tonight
Kush, blunts, hash, bowls
Fuckin' with a pound of white
Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks
All that
Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break
If and I fall flat
Turnt up, zoned out
Shuttin' something down tonight
Kush, blunts, hash, bowls
Fuckin' with a pound of white
Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks
All that
Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break
If and I fall flat
If I work a double
I'mma gotta have a couple
Holler at the bartender
Tell her make this one a double
Swillin' down the ave
Sippin' dirty cash daily
Tippin' steady sippin'
I am fucked up, wavy
Every thing is gettin' drank
Everybody gettin' drunk
Smooth is on the way
He said he gotta baby in the trunk
Stoppin's not an option
I ain't poppin'
I ain't lockin'
Feels like all I really need
Is a motherfuckin' Oxycontin
I am rotten on the inside
A plane, vin slide?
Talkin' to a serpent
Feelin' like both of my wrists tied
No one should be this high
Double helix makes knots
Fuck a double D-V-B
Like everybody a shots
No one sets it off
Swilly and em, we go it's own
Turn it up an octave, and knock a bitch out of it's zone
Misery love company
If you ain't swill then get gone
I'm down to make a ralvage as soon as that other vince' gone?
Turnt up, zoned out
Shuttin' something down tonight
Kush, blunts, hash, bowls
Fuckin' with a pound of white
Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks
All that
Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break
If and I fall flat
Turnt up, zoned out
Shuttin' something down tonight
Kush, blunts, hash, bowls
Fuckin' with a pound of white
Pitchers, shots, lines, rails, bumps, stacks
All that
Wavy, maybe, bout to take a break