"Psilocybin" lyrics
(feat. BabyTron)
Mm, mm, mm, mm
Mm, mm, uh
Floatin' off the psilocybin, bouncin' 'round like Super Mario
Go to war wit' the militia, you gon' have to get yo' army cloned
Flyin' in from Michigan, could tell 'cause I got Cartis on
Turn the celebration to a tragedy, do parties wrong
Closet look like Narnia, designer, that shit color-coded
Hustle for three hunnid nights, I bet I spend the summer loaded
Brodie came in sparkin' pictures, had to strike a pose for Logan
Simbaa right behind him, twenty coffee cups, he pourin' potions
I done overdid it on the geekin', need a lower dosage
How you ballin'? Boy, that shit nonprofit, you just focus hopin'
Goin' through the motions, up and down, just catch me rollercoastin'
Would've thought I drove over a skunk, 'cause what I'm rollin' potent
Pop-up shop in Houston, next day, catch me at the show in Oakland
Crankin' off an Addy, my bitch whinin', tryna blow my focus
Said you need some yeah from what's-his-name, just hit the sto', he posted
Boy, you bogus, I don't even switch lanes when I'm goin' bowling
(Boy, you bogus, I don't even switch lanes when I'm goin' bowling)
Pshh
(Boy, you bogus, I don't even switch lanes when I'm goin' bowling)
Ghetto
Pop an Addy, bitch, I'm finna take you on a rollercoaster
Shit ain't changed, I'm the same one who used to roll on Troester
You might not see me at the trap, knock on the door, it's open
For thirty days, we finna bang out, the whole October
Pull up and go, this ain't no hang out, we rollin'
Pull down the street and hit the lights, say what you want, I bring it over
I know some shit that blow it up, got boulders bigger than yo' shoulder
I'm really done servin', I'm just sellin' weight, I'm gettin' older
They ain't let me in the door, I kicked it open
Every time you see me out, I'm fresh as hell, my pockets bulgin'
I ain't buyin' no mo' jewelry, I got chains and plenty Rollies
I'm finna start buyin' buildings, kickin' niggas out who owe me
Pick that bitch up out the dealership and drive it like it's stolen
I done been through most the realest shit, but I ain't never folded
Anywhere I go, I win, I'm like Lebron, they say I'm G.O.A.T.ed
I've been gettin' this shit so long, I made an M and ain't even notice
Bitch can't fit up in my schedule, I made her leave a notice
Made her sign an NDA, no takin' pictures, ho, you bogus
I'm the man around this bitch, no, they ain't come to see you, Otis
Bro been locked up for so long, I had to look him up on OTIS
Motherfucker
Mm, mm, uh
Floatin' off the psilocybin, bouncin' 'round like Super Mario
Go to war wit' the militia, you gon' have to get yo' army cloned
Flyin' in from Michigan, could tell 'cause I got Cartis on
Turn the celebration to a tragedy, do parties wrong
Closet look like Narnia, designer, that shit color-coded
Hustle for three hunnid nights, I bet I spend the summer loaded
Brodie came in sparkin' pictures, had to strike a pose for Logan
Simbaa right behind him, twenty coffee cups, he pourin' potions
I done overdid it on the geekin', need a lower dosage
How you ballin'? Boy, that shit nonprofit, you just focus hopin'
Goin' through the motions, up and down, just catch me rollercoastin'
Would've thought I drove over a skunk, 'cause what I'm rollin' potent
Pop-up shop in Houston, next day, catch me at the show in Oakland
Crankin' off an Addy, my bitch whinin', tryna blow my focus
Said you need some yeah from what's-his-name, just hit the sto', he posted
Boy, you bogus, I don't even switch lanes when I'm goin' bowling
(Boy, you bogus, I don't even switch lanes when I'm goin' bowling)
Pshh
(Boy, you bogus, I don't even switch lanes when I'm goin' bowling)
Ghetto
Pop an Addy, bitch, I'm finna take you on a rollercoaster
Shit ain't changed, I'm the same one who used to roll on Troester
You might not see me at the trap, knock on the door, it's open
For thirty days, we finna bang out, the whole October
Pull up and go, this ain't no hang out, we rollin'
Pull down the street and hit the lights, say what you want, I bring it over
I know some shit that blow it up, got boulders bigger than yo' shoulder
I'm really done servin', I'm just sellin' weight, I'm gettin' older
They ain't let me in the door, I kicked it open
Every time you see me out, I'm fresh as hell, my pockets bulgin'
I ain't buyin' no mo' jewelry, I got chains and plenty Rollies
I'm finna start buyin' buildings, kickin' niggas out who owe me
Pick that bitch up out the dealership and drive it like it's stolen
I done been through most the realest shit, but I ain't never folded
Anywhere I go, I win, I'm like Lebron, they say I'm G.O.A.T.ed
I've been gettin' this shit so long, I made an M and ain't even notice
Bitch can't fit up in my schedule, I made her leave a notice
Made her sign an NDA, no takin' pictures, ho, you bogus
I'm the man around this bitch, no, they ain't come to see you, Otis
Bro been locked up for so long, I had to look him up on OTIS
Motherfucker
