[Verse] Bro tweet your shark is sleep bro hardly Bro go pound with the quickness the sound is the sickest Down with this shit is hard to do When the shards are for you This shit you're like burning straight through to the other side though I might be right This shit though it doesn't delight as it may all date Going out of the small bed with the static fetal position you think it's cheaper to press it go hell low buy shit Like walking in the awkward reason telling you the doctor Doctor I'm up, cut up no fronting Got I get stuck though I get the button Skip, skip, skip, give me that shit Barbecue chips, when the shards going dip, do the dip Yeah shit, through the motherfucking Lit to lit, to sit through the one coma total doofus Swallow my load, overtoes, blow my nose yo Showing how it's done so Oh sit back and relax, taking an action Fucking doing it freestyle Hitting the button and you're making a fucking easy smile Because I skip Yeah, you're loose, skip me No, no grudge, no fucking Yeah, I'm southy Yo, I gotta hit 'em Motherfucker place things out of my head Then, she'll move out to be in the fucking bed So, telling her please Kiss on the head, they struck me And you missin' the breath on the phone Now, it's morning and I tore 'em Oh, next to the nets, she'll collecting the checks It's the E to the X to the F-O-X Man, I know I'm stacked, but I don't need Do that, I can rap in any dialect Man, shit, well you know I really smarten shit Oh, I be kind of busy Busy trolling, man, but this shit is going on for oh I hit the ecstasy pill But, the checks will be Still, in the mail, for real, nah People be fucking lying I hate these I'm tryin', but I'm gonna be free, free, motherfuck- Just gotta be free I ain't paying for shit, yo, I'm slanging it quick Tucker, brother We be playing with shit Got a pipe yo, I'm like a vibe Got a trip tonight Bro Going on a trip [Chorus] Put the pipe down, yo, I'm fucking Skype-bound Signing in, just won't mind them again Notifications Contactless cause the notifications waiting Got too many counts Yeah, yeah No, no So, all of the fun No, no [Verse 2] One window to the other One window to the other Skimming, you know the, yeah, dope, dope Blowing loads of that shit Yo, go, I'm fucking blowing those Going in your nose when they're showing the toes To get a little fucking people with the clothes So we can get higher and move in like the first one, you know? Higher getting Frostbite Yeah, cause the time This pin is royal blue Yeah, I can't feel my fucking piece For nothing Go another fucking PayPal person to skip me When I'm tipsy Then they skips me Huh, nose Your nose is so hot, yo, you're outta breath Now, your nose is done And the beat's gonna drop, yo, never mind You hit the lever In California, ain't no one holding kinda killer Who'd fight, yo High as it go Get high as you can fire, fire, just get They running across the road, fucking and about a Camper, yeah, and they'll never Go, be, nipple [Outro] Face the track, yo, my friend Right down to the final step And the good thing's gone When the hits get mad 'Cause I fucking said that the Bay area wasn't in NorCal Yo, but yo, you're fucking so stale, so stale But, you know well Go fucking clip your toenails When the beat's getting harder than most Motherfucker, yo, your shot's getting toasted Yeah, they're fucking toasted, bro This man shit, you're supposed to suck Tell her go-go-flow, I ain't no I'm so high, I don't know who I got Oh, my soul's looking for my crown 'Cause the tears don't last Man, you know I drank that beer so fast Blunts and beers for months and years Home pipes People, yeah, blunt smoking Beers and blunts, yo, here's the pump Yo, take a hello to my chain When it's dangling Motherfucker, I can bang on the beats Little man, I go for weeks And days, decades, man, look the gate's Gate Yeah, the gatekeeper No late sleeper I'm just a Bitch tweaking, yeah, just Just a nine Motherfucking people ain't no slob, I am
