psycho-pass

I, smoke too much gas, my Psycho-Pass is clouded (Yeah)
I, cannot sleep for shit, all my thoughts too crowded
Yeah my chopper is a boomer yeah, it came one hundred rounded
And nheechi came up from the bottom
And had everybody doubt it, I said fuck 'em
Yeah seven Dragon Balls under my dick, and you can suck 'em
I got ammo like forever, yeah, feel like I'm Duke Nukem
Yeah Leek Garden on my body yeah, and that shit is custom
Call of Duty Ray Gun in my pocket, and that shit sing Justin Bieber

I spend all my cash on reefer
Regice, my wrist a freezer
Overwatch, I feel like Reaper
I'm so good, they think I'm cheater
I'm not cheating, I'm just really good at making you believing
That I am exceeding my max number-number-number-
Number-number-number-number
(Huh, yeah) I call up Vegeta, my power nine racks
I'm stacking blue hunnid, like Mega Man X
I catch all the money, like Pokémon dex
I feel like Ash Ketchum, I'm smoking opp pack
(Uh) I smoke 'em gelato
And nheechi hit like crack, you looking like Demi Lovato

I'm smoking all this green, I'm 'boutta hit the lettuce
Yeah my money always going up, yeah I do not subtract it
Can this dick fit in yo mouth bitch? I'm asking if you Candice
And I feel like I am Future, 'cause I'm going on March Madness

I, smoke too much gas, my Psycho-Pass is clouded (Yeah)
I, cannot sleep for shit, all my thoughts too crowded
Yeah my chopper is a boomer yeah, it came one hundred rounded
And nheechi came up from the bottom
And had everybody doubt it, I said fuck 'em
Yeah seven Dragon Balls under my dick, and you can suck 'em
I got ammo like forever, yeah, feel like I'm Duke Nukem
Yeah Leek Garden on my body yeah, and that shit is custom
Call of Duty Ray Gun in my pocket, and that shit sing Justin Bieber



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Writer(s): Nick Hermsen
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