LSD
I got high on Friday, but you know I’m not joking
That on Thursday I hit the studio just to finish this track
I lost the whole night, but I got lucky at the edge
I ran into a friend of yours who gave me some flashbacks from the source, source
Chill, remember yesterday to the sound of claps
Sweat dripping like a sauna
Make love with your body, not your soul
So let’s hit the party, don’t let me forget
If you ask, I’ll flow for you
You know what’s up, let’s go, but the girl wants it raw
Saying I’m charming, noticed my hair
But tell your friends you don’t want to start a fight
'Cause today I’m hard to get, if you get rejected, don’t sweat it
Tomorrow I’ll be low on battery
Spent it all on a snack that you said made you queasy
Look into my eyes, man, I’m not doing this for cash
With the guys asking me to be more careful
But dude, you know I’m the real deal
With a tight flow, like a tambourine
You already know who’s in first place
MCs go down the drain almost all year
I never shut up, you can’t ignore the smell
I left my drink with the girl at the bar
Went to the bathroom, and when I came back
At the bottom of the cup was even a little note
I looked at her face, she had her hand: Call me
I drank it all, honestly, I swear I didn’t get it
A little note with drawings I swear I’ve never seen
Thought it was WhatsApp man, wish it was
I can’t believe this crazy girl put a candy wrapper
Holy shit, where am I?
I can’t believe it, my friends left me
Oh no, forget it, they’re right there in front
Buying lollipops and a little bit of hot tea
I came back to the party way better than when I entered
You know I’m on, this vibe here is the law
Always speeding to stay connected
All the stuff I did in the past went wrong
I didn’t need to act all tough
Could’ve just kept rhyming with a half-assed flow
But damn, there are already too many MCs doing this
On top of that, they’re saying it drives the girls crazy
Crazy to tell you to fuck off
The more you write, you’ll never keep it chill
And as long as I have time to lay you down in the lyrics
I’ll do it for fun and you’ll be left hanging
But I don’t have time to waste
My time with all this nonsense and lies
Like you saying you have drugs, fame, and cash
But in the end, you’re fucked pretending the girls are wild
So put this beat on my tab
You know it’s a hit I can handle
I have a hunch: Don’t confront me
Even if I fry with a top-notch feature
With the heavy crew from the party, battle
Fry it up, and slice the lives of the kids
I’m already fine, just with punchlines
I won’t waste time in the rap circle
But every flow I make is just to prove
That this shit is way more than possible if you believe
And if you don’t believe, you can write diss tracks to me
But you better grab a stool so you don’t get tired.