Yuh. Yuh
Yuh. Yuh
Aye. Aye
Aye
Five in the morning, I can hear them birds
Man, I was up late again. It's absurd
Time seems to fly when I hit the herb
Kinda feel tired but get this urge
Breathe in some fresh
Air. Need a refresher
Yuh. Yuh. Yuh
Feelin' revitalized while my droopy idle eyes
Watch who I idolize piledrive wild rhymes straight to my vessel
Yuh. Yuh. Yuh
Linked to that satellite while on my vital grind for these pésos
Homies shred the blocks in the f*ckin' melting pot for their queso
(Really?) Really slangin' rocks out here dodging cops tryna knock the hustle
Yuh. Yuh. Yuh
Psych, Psych, Psych,
Awaken then I'm bakin' like I'm Satan in the A.M.
You know me as the homie gettin' toasty with my rollies til I'm crispy
Feelin' very shitty so I'm hitting 'til I'm litty than yo titty (Yuh. Yuh. Yuh. Yuh)
Psychedelic Kai, bitch. I been the homie
Ask your best friend's friends if they know me. Yuh. Yuh
I be around town floating when I'm zoning,
Buuuut only when I'm lonely tho.
Got my money roll and a couple hoes. Yuh. Yuh
Never worry 'bout threats that the others pose.
I be gliding where the f*ck I want
Never trouble foes
Got that Tapatio flow
Saucy when I get it. (Aye)
Naughty when I spit it. (Yooo)
Body with the lyrics (Slaaay)
Hottie like acidic (Whooa)
Party with the spirits (Heeey)
Psych, Psych, Psych, Psych
Awaken then I'm bakin' like I'm Satan in the A.M.
You know me as the homie gettin' toasty with my rollies til I'm crispy
Feelin' very shitty so I'm hitting 'til I'm litty than yo titty
Sedated like a patient. I'm faded like I play dead
Oh no, bitch. I'm crispy
Fried as f*ck like some crispy chicken straight outta momma's kitchen
On a mission with the Swisher's in the zippers of my backpack. Yeah
Always down to kick it
Always got a minute to listen to your business
Don't get it twisted
No ill intentions
Just a solid brotha you can confide in
No matter what it is, bitch you know I'm ridin'
Dive into that heavy head of yours
Let's explore what's in store
Is it war in your core? Is more?
We don't need to recap your last relapse, we can just relax and once you're ready, (once you're ready)
We can evac out your f*ckin' meat sack like we f*ckin' need that
We can just relax and once you're ready
We can evac out your f*ckin' meat sack like we f*ckin' need that
Shoot for the stars in our astral forms.
Hahaha