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Intro: VIC MENSA
Yo
Savemoney, fuck nigga, fuck shawty
Ahaha
HP, INANNET
Chorus: VIC MENSA
You could— you could hear my trunk bangin', hangin' out the windows (Skrrt)
Swangin' down your block with the birdy in my lap (Lap)
You can hear my smoke burnin' loud, I'm back to business
Early in the morn', niggas— niggas still rollin'
And I think it's that weed got me, I'm tweakin'
Maybe that lean got me, I'm tweakin'
Pullin' donuts in the beam, homie, I'm tweakin'
Bitch nigga, you don't know me, stop tweakin' (Come on)
Verse 1: VIC MENSA
Sound like Ray J and Chris Brown on Celebrity Deathmatch
Where the latter of the two get his neck slashed
To slappin' a paraplegic with a pair of crutches
Or wipin' my ass with Rosie O'Donnell's mustache (That's disgusting)
I got Martha Stewart cookin' yola
Molly in the cherry Cola, rub it on your areolas
She let me cactus the cat backwards
And vacuumed the seeds from out of my black Backwood (I love Black guys)
I'm an author without the aardvark
Pull tricks like Card Shark
Thumbs up to the camera like Nardwuar (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Warhol and a Narwhal in an ark
Park the yacht in the water, hit your daughter in a smart car (Skrrt)
Heart colder than body parts frozen in ice
Chop the digits, leave the five fingers for the mics (Okay)
Might pull a suicide mission and dip with the doors up
African elephants in my tour bus
Chorus: VIC MENSA
You could— you could hear my trunk bangin', hangin' out the windows
Swangin' down your block (Skrrt) with the birdy in my lap (Lap)
You can hear my smoke burnin' loud, I'm back to business
Early in the mornin', my niggas still smokin'
And I think it's that weed got me, I'm tweakin'
Maybe that lean got me, I'm tweakin'
Got me like la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la (Oh, ah)
Verse 2: VIC MENSA
Where do babies come from? Porkin' the stork
Poorly parked, pullin' into your Porsche with a Ford (Hey)
.44 on the dash
Put a dent in your door, close your mouth (Shut up)
The witnesses never make it to court
Borderline stir crazy (Ah)
Crepes and beignets, that's tasty
Especially drippin' with liquid rabies
Rail a Adderall pill and cook mushrooms in my gravy
Put a hit on every YouTube commenter who hates me (Why?)
I don't wanna fight
I just want a quiet life and a nice lil' suburban place to cry at night
And an eye dropper filled to the top with cyanide
So my psychiatrist dies soon as she tries the Sprite
Psych, I love everyone
Goodnight, thanks for havin' me
Hope your mom's not mad at me
At Penn State yellin', "Free Sandusky"
Does he know what he's doin'? He's tweakin'
Chorus: VIC MENSA
You could— you could hear my trunk bangin', hangin' out the windows (Ah)
Swangin' down your block (Skrrt), bird— birdy in my lap (Ah, ah, lap)
You can hear my smoke burnin' loud, I'm back to business (Ah)
Early in the morn', niggas— niggas still rollin' (Ah, ah, ah)
And I think it's that weed got me, I'm tweakin' (Gotenks)
Maybe that lean got me, I'm tweakin' (You already know)
Pullin' donuts in the beam, homie, I'm tweakin'
Bitch— bitch nigga, you don't know me, stop tweakin' (Ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-ni-nigga, we cool)
Verse 3: Chance the Rapper
I, I think the Illuminati is real
And your body's the peel and your soul is the fruit
And they goal is to steal and control all the juice
I seen way too many pyramids that's far from Khufu
Fufu niggas out here snakin' on the reggo
You should ask a snake where its legs go
But then again, I'm smokin' on the medical
Got the white owl lookin' like an egg roll
Mm, and that was Scooby Snacks, Petco
Mm, I'm a lunatic, belong inside a loony bin
I burned it down for you because I love you, now I'm movin' in
Ooh, a condominium, condom in ya enema
Bumpin' Kanye like it just came out
No songs with Kendrick, we just hang out
They say a smart man looks like a madman to a dumb man
But one man— wait, I'm tweakin'
Chorus: VIC MENSA
You could— you could hear my trunk bangin', hangin' out the windows
Swangin' down your block (Skrrt), bird— birdy in my lap (Lap)
You can hear my smoke burnin' loud, I'm back to business
Early in the morn', niggas— niggas still rollin'
And I think it's that weed got me, I'm tweakin'
Maybe that lean got me, I'm tweakin'
Got me like la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
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