Lyrics
Dough Burger, uh-huh
Paul Jeremy
I'm tryin', man
I feel like I'm affiliated with the Illuminati, bitch
All-seeing fuckin' eye, this is your enlightenment
I'm lightin' this fire, my supplier always like to give
Higher than I've ever been, these heights are mighty frightenin'
Your hands up as if you on strike like lightnin'
Don't shoot, you can't fight a viking on Vicodin
Can you? I would like to see you try it then
I be eatin' rappers, that's the only way I'm bitin' them
That was yummy, yummy, dummy, dummy, nothing's funny, funny
Give a bitch some sippy, sippy, then I get some sucky, sucky
Sucky, sucky now, think a nigga must be lucky, lucky
She's such a doll, I guess that makes me Chucky
What's up with y'all other than nothin' at all?
Bitches lickin' my balls, you ain't nothin' at all
You ain't nothin' at all, neither am I
Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die
I think I'm Jimi Hendrix
I think I'm Kurt Cobain
I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane
Someone take this gun before I blow out my brain
Ab-Soul and A-Y-I-R-O
Grab a bitch, then grab your dick
Pop a fifth and have a sip
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Party every single night, mingle with a nigga wife
Y'all gone? We all gone!
Life's a bitch and she won't let me hit
So I just masturbate to her naked flicks
I ain't got change for a dollar, but I think I'm makin' sense
I do resemble my father, but do I really know I'm his?
Sometimes I like to go on a tangent of random shit
Stay with a Black & Mild and a handful of acid tips
Skywalker in the blunt, Darth Vader in the cup
You don't get lifted with us, your elevator's stuck
I never gave a fuck, my name never came up
But now that I done came up, I think I'm King Tut
I told Punch I'll probably get assassinated by the government
He probably think I'm sniffin' cocaine or some other shit
I'm on some other shit, black hippy, ho
Yippee-ki-yay, yippee-ki-yo
Tilt your head, you see me in the sky
Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die
I think I'm Jimi Hendrix
I think I'm Kurt Cobain
I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane
Someone take this gun before I blow out my brain
Ab-Soul and A-Y-I-R-O
Grab a bitch, then grab your dick
Pop a fifth and have a sip
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Party every single night, mingle with a nigga wife
Y'all gone? We all gone!
Drownin' in Moscato, popular pothead
Feel like I hit the lotto, and I just got head
From a famous model, Gloria Vélez
Lustin' for Cubana's culo, you know what it is
I think I'm Jimi Hendrix, experienced my fate
All I'm missin' is a band of gypsies and some purple haze
For now it's OG kush and Arrow instrumentals
No need to insinuate, miss me with the innuendo
Your outlook's lousy, someone needs a new window
I'ma win, I just don't know when, though
You bimbos know what you in for
Some info to make you exercise your mental
A seed small as my pinky could be a weeping willow
I'm so ill, I'm held hostage at a hospital
Doin' it big, like, not little
We see bold revolution when it's televised
Heaven's a better place, I hope you all die
I think I'm Jimi Hendrix
I think I'm Kurt Cobain
I think I'm John Lennon, gone insane
Someone take this gun before I blow out my brain
Ab-Soul and A-Y-I-R-O
Grab a bitch, then grab your dick
Pop a fifth and have a sip
Smoke a blunt, pop a pill
Party every single night, mingle with a nigga wife
Y'all gone? We all gone!
Ignant shit, ha ha
Soulo
Hey Q, tell 'em we do this hippy shit, dog
Hey, hey, hey, hold the fuck, hey