The Unknown

Out the unknown, what? Make time for it
Out the unknown, you don't really got the time to pick up your phone
And think about it, just make a fucking decision Pulling all of these triggers, baby, what
I can feel it, the emotion in the slick of these fingers, baby Tell me, when's the last
time you even fucking seen me switch channels

Think about it, baby, when's the last time that I told you I loved you
And I think that I can feel the intermediate decision But I'm feeling kinda twisted, so
Uplifting sticking, shit, together Turning up this fucking trap, thanks for giving
Us a lis' Putting in all of the shits, it's a diss

Putting in a little bit of the shits
I done popped myself, End-line saying random shit to turn up your phone
Turn the trap up, not the stereo, ho Wait, where's my weed at
That icky, sticky medicinal That slick and thick and Spanish, mami, she be

So medicinal, Talking bad like her spirit, bro
What
Hit the TV channels, be like no, But young R.C., that motherfucker's soul is
Like one or another, Hit the phone ASAP, LSD, P2, please, it's a

Need
What
Well, goddamn, no need to bother, just a common interception
Yeah, you know that we all feeling pretty reckless But yet, that is also quite a common

Interception No do not ever get misleaded
Waking up to check on my baby girl, like
Bruh
What you doing

You gon' catch acrylics Making me wanna go on and tickle your pickle
Oh wait, I can't ruin that one for your kids, too
What
I grab a motherfucking lighter and I put it in my motherfucking pocket

They don't wanna see me motherfucking balling But they're gonna have to cope with smoking
out of date, what
Collateral and Adderall, I'm balling back to turn your trap up, oh
What

I'm getting ready to feel and touch you on a whole nother level, bro
What
So I'ma keep turning our heads all together In a motherfucking sequence of prescriptions
So uplifted, I don't wanna hear all of that shit again

Yeah, turn this fucking trap up like your stereo
Ho What
You don't really got the time to pick up your phone
And think about it, just make a fucking decision
Pulling all of these triggers, baby

What
I can feel it, the emotion in the slick of these fingers
Baby, tell me, when's the last time you even fucking seen me switch the channels
And think about it, baby, when's the last time that I told you I loved you

And I think that I can feel the intermediate decision
But I'm feeling kinda twisted, so I'm uplifting, sticking shit together
I'm on acid, bitches, deal with it
They know what it is

Yeah, out the unknown
Out