Oou, it's like that?
Uh yeah
Y'all want studio time, I got a window open
Floatin' on a wave, no Pacific Ocean
Mixed emotions, they floodin' the crowd and
I don't own a dojo, but motherfuckers bowin'
847, that's the home that I know
Boom badda bing
These dudes ain't know that I sing
Know that I go crazy on a motherfucking beat
Like, lately I been off of the reef
I ain't talking cop, no, but I'm 'bout to chief (Chief, chief)
Rollin' up the hybrid, they ain't gonna like this
They a little skeptical, they won't get behind this
Come back in a century and what we leave behind is
Multiplyin', addin' up, nothin' but surprises
Getting mad as fuck, pour me up a nice one
These dudes suck at livin', yeah I call 'em Dyson
In the booth nowadays, yeah we tryin' some
Voodoo magic, yeah I flew right past 'ya
At the sunset shore, like come
Catch us at the horizon
Crossed a line with this fool, I guess it's strike one
Stuffin' the turkey soon like, I need the gravy with it
I'm flat-footed
So when I start off the ground, I'm always running
SMG on me, cause I'm heavy gunnin'
You was talkin', I just cut my thumb
Because I'm used to thumbin'
Hurt my fuckin' stomach
Ate too much, so I cannot function (Ha)
I don't give a fuck, I had to pop you like it's bubble wrap
Picked it up, and drunk another bottle like it's Double Tap
Pussy niggas talkin', get no pussy
You, you used to fappin' (Ugh)
The WI-FI not connectin', I'm in your bitch
Pussy niggas talkin' all this shit, I split 'er ass quick
Coldest of the flows, but never rolled a spliff
Niggas talkin' shit
I smash your jaw and throw you off a cliff
Kicking the flows, you never know
Bicycle kicks, I'm hittin' the bong
Since 7th grade, you know I'ma rip
I'm gettin' this bread, we get it up
I'm used to the chips
I just drunk another whiskey
It's just needin' the stiff
Stuck in a riff, I got the deep voice, God's gift
You pussy ass niggas, you talkin'
Take an acid trip
I kill my flows, we don't even need adlibs
She said she baby sittin'
She sittin' on these kids