Going Apeshit (feat. Co$tna)
It's amazing how I'm phrasing it, I'm chasing it
I'm about to make it kid but I could really give a shit
I ain't faking it, just Jamaican it
Taking four shots of rum for the sake of it
Naked, baked, actin' dumb sailing on a ship
To the Caribbean with atheists and a bunch of pagans
Satan, jaded with Jaden Smith, Fresh Prince
Six degrees of separation, Kevin Bacon it
We Eminem and Dr. Drein' them
Just sayin', we ain't playin'
We taking this torch, scorchin' the Source
And watchin' the fireworks from the front porch
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Yo four twenty weed thief, I-5 speed freak
Take lives with the steak knife I don't peace keep
Skeet skeet, caught up in a repeat episode
Next level tho, something that you'll never know
Off the dome, off the whip, off the chain with it
I put my dick inside your house and then I came in it
Started at the bottom, man, nothing was the same with it
Me and Marty came to kill the whole game with it
Hard mode with a cold flow like it's Fargo
Marco with a Polo, Donnie Darko
Dark bar in the smart car going hardcore
Spliff break, never let me out the fuckin fish tank
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
I'm about to make it kid but I could really give a shit
I ain't faking it, just Jamaican it
Taking four shots of rum for the sake of it
Naked, baked, actin' dumb sailing on a ship
To the Caribbean with atheists and a bunch of pagans
Satan, jaded with Jaden Smith, Fresh Prince
Six degrees of separation, Kevin Bacon it
We Eminem and Dr. Drein' them
Just sayin', we ain't playin'
We taking this torch, scorchin' the Source
And watchin' the fireworks from the front porch
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Yo four twenty weed thief, I-5 speed freak
Take lives with the steak knife I don't peace keep
Skeet skeet, caught up in a repeat episode
Next level tho, something that you'll never know
Off the dome, off the whip, off the chain with it
I put my dick inside your house and then I came in it
Started at the bottom, man, nothing was the same with it
Me and Marty came to kill the whole game with it
Hard mode with a cold flow like it's Fargo
Marco with a Polo, Donnie Darko
Dark bar in the smart car going hardcore
Spliff break, never let me out the fuckin fish tank
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Oh no, it don't pay shit
But we don't do it for the paycheck
Going apeshit, we going apeshit
Uh, and don't let me out this cage
Hide your kids I'm about to throw shit in their face
Credits
Writer(s): Czech Norris
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