Flow Psychedelic
Flow psychedelic hypnotic, narcotic with chronic
Cosmic, kaleidoscopic, make your brain chaotic
Vision aquatic, supersonic, periodic, trippin episodic
You with em then you psychotic
Tell these suckas be modest addicted to product
Toxic mediocric skipping on the process
Sonic topics lost inside my pocket
Exotic erotic pop inside of my apartment
Lota talking in Dom's head think he lost it
Mmm yeah it's hard for me to stop it
I don't got homies who do not hype me
Tryna make so much noise I wake up Mikey
I pop anything that hit my psyche
Might get crazy and fuck a pisces
If I ask you twice it won't be nicely
Gotta nice whip but how ya life be
Gotta nice chick but how ya wife be
If you spill it on me you betta wipe me
Step in and maneuver I always like the grove up
Come around ya place I always get my mood up
Talking like I knew her from where I grew up
I never seen ya face but I seen right through ya
Teaching Kama sutra from her computer
Rubbing on my mmm aye Like I'm Buddha
Walk Right to ya I'm a straight shooter
Teach a couple tricks yeah I'll be ya tutor
Telling me things with where ya eyes be
I like you not tryna hide things
Really need sleep but I'm vibing
Catching that beat while sun is rising
Ruining my week that's not likely
Oh I'm bright just like the high beams
Crowd get hyped like I'm the high priest
We getting loud here come the police
Cosmic, kaleidoscopic, make your brain chaotic
Vision aquatic, supersonic, periodic, trippin episodic
You with em then you psychotic
Tell these suckas be modest addicted to product
Toxic mediocric skipping on the process
Sonic topics lost inside my pocket
Exotic erotic pop inside of my apartment
Lota talking in Dom's head think he lost it
Mmm yeah it's hard for me to stop it
I don't got homies who do not hype me
Tryna make so much noise I wake up Mikey
I pop anything that hit my psyche
Might get crazy and fuck a pisces
If I ask you twice it won't be nicely
Gotta nice whip but how ya life be
Gotta nice chick but how ya wife be
If you spill it on me you betta wipe me
Step in and maneuver I always like the grove up
Come around ya place I always get my mood up
Talking like I knew her from where I grew up
I never seen ya face but I seen right through ya
Teaching Kama sutra from her computer
Rubbing on my mmm aye Like I'm Buddha
Walk Right to ya I'm a straight shooter
Teach a couple tricks yeah I'll be ya tutor
Telling me things with where ya eyes be
I like you not tryna hide things
Really need sleep but I'm vibing
Catching that beat while sun is rising
Ruining my week that's not likely
Oh I'm bright just like the high beams
Crowd get hyped like I'm the high priest
We getting loud here come the police
Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Aljundi
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