Stonehenge on my wrist
Ancient watch, it don't tick
Hot ass day, chill ass crib
Lemon tek, take a swig
Spinning clay, let it rip
Mix the bape with the rick
Backwoods packed with a zip
(You'd get smacked off one hit)
It's not the dog in the fight, it's the fight in the dog
Stars shining bright, I can't see the light through the fog
So I'm tryna fly and I brought a light and a log
Get my money right, count me blessing as I count this guap
On the sands of time there's a tower that's waiting to fall
Everything is doomed, but there's quite a view from the top floor
And I know it's true, so it's hard to see what it's all for
Yeah, thumbing through these blues, it's a magazine, it's a digest
Looking for the truth, I got shit to do, I can't die yet
Lurk under the moon, birds won't sing their tunes until I've left
Flipping samples, flipping bapes, flipping eighths, flipping off the fakes
Yeah, got my blinders on, I can't see the hate, nothing's in my way
Pack a bowl of flower, snap it like dragon
Yeah, rubber bands on my like I'm lagging
Yeah, all these potions like Snape, I got magic
Issey on my wrist, I could get tragic
It is what it is
Wake and bake, it's really high noon
I'mma take another hit
You know what it is
Casting spells, I don't even try to
Hearing whispers on the wind
You can catch me outside like a lightning bug
I just rolled up a few and I'm lighting one
Undercover my jeans, I'm the lightning plug