applause

Whip up some wisdom pistol whip a bitch with

Bit of that knowledge lots of it is sitting

Idle, mindful rubbish; I recycle

Spinal reflex hyped the wrong rifle

Breathing this in, sippin Lipton too

Simple and innocent, into more than you

I'm distant, winning instant, dope feeling

Hate the fake and hate the faker, seal it

Ain't a thing as limit it's infinite take a piss then kill it

Take a bit of time but I still got like fifty minutes

Isn't it a bit ironic I run it but still I put the pressure

Sick, I ain't sniffin pepper, I'm daring like I got cheddar

Ain't even on my page

You ain't even on the same damn book

Ain't even in the library, look

Sick of this shit, flick of the wrist

Figure it out with a bit of a twist

Looking like it didn't even exist

Full on a myth have it dismiss

Wait, God damn, what the fuck?

God damn yeah, keep it up

God damn, feelin hot, feelin what?

Feeling hot

Yeah I copped the applause when I dropped

Feeling on top on God, yeah it's my season, did it

Did it so good they grieving, and I

And I got my balls and my pride in my pocket

I ain't gon lie I'm trynna die idiotic

Dumb hard off the wine like an alcoholic

I'm flyer than a rocket, aye you bet God damn

You bet I'm always chasing, better man down!

If I get too complacent, Imma fall out

Prolly need to face it like now

But first let me face this blunt

I-I-I'm hiding till I'm done

Blacking out like my lungs

Oooh please don't take my cup

Like bitch I ain't giving no fucks

Preach but don't practice, plussin my mathematics

Putting a bit of effort into beating my own bad habits

Pushing myself in balance, better be doing it massive

Packing a punch in my life while I'm letting shit just happen

Definitely do be doing all I can do

Super duper, some of them say I'm supernatural

Before I laugh, you better pass up on that flannel

Ever present in the astral, I'm fly like travel

I'm actually a boss in it, if my ego get too big

I'll get lost in it, and my dripping got so sick

That we lost linen, found some love in it

Every time I talk in rhythm, they applaudin it

If they playin somethin shit, I'll be pausin it

If it's getting to my thoughts I'll be gone with it

If I'm honest with myself, I'm a narcissistic artist

I'm tossing and turning with thoughts when I'm learning

The floor burning

So I jump on top of my bullshit, I'm naturally causal

I'm casually natural and stupid, it get too trippy

Big booze sipping, it's foolish, the view lucid

At least it's coolish, I'm kinda sick but I'm flu-less

Spirit thick like a Buddhist, keeping fit, making music

Good at school, they like who this? Imma do it like Nike

Psyche filled with them juices

The ones that make you go stupid

I'm choosin cash over Cupid aye

Wait, God damn, what the fuck?

God damn yeah, keep it up

God damn, feelin hot, feelin what?

Feeling hot

Yeah I copped the applause when I dropped

Feeling on top on God, yeah it's my season, did it

Did it so good they grieving, and I

And I got my balls and my pride in my pocket

I ain't gon lie I'm trynna die idiotic

Dumb hard off the wine like an alcoholic

I'm flyer than a rocket, aye you bet God damn

You bet I'm always chasing, better man down!

If I get too complacent, Imma fall out

Prolly need to face it like now

But first let me face this blunt

I-I-I'm hiding till I'm done aye

Blacking out like my lungs

Oooh please don't take my cup

Like bitch I ain't givin no fucks

Wait, God damn, what the fuck?

God damn yeah, keep it up

God damn, feelin hot, feelin what?