WACKOS! Perry Maysun & Young Wabo

[Intro]
Doesn't mean I belong in here makin' potholders with the wackos
Besides, what gives you the right to judge other people, anyway?
The diploma; judging people is pretty much the main benefit
That ends a license plate with empty—

[Verse 1: Perry Maysun]
I'm afraid of the rays of the hot sun
Hearts one with the chakras if you pop some
Try some just to take the edge off, then you sped off in the E30
How do you, huh, get off?
How do you gеt off knowin' that I got hooked?
Off a little of the saucе and a little medicine
Interconnected with the webs in my brain, that keep my in pain
I want a million umbrellas to dance in the rain
Do the most before you die, that's the name of the game
Get old, see wrinkles and all of the veins
I'll get a handgun, so it doesn't end like that
Hit life with an and one 'til you see my in my casket

[Verse 2: Young Wabo]
Uh, test this beat with a little drink by the water
Watch me sink, let me preach
Calvin and Hobbs, best smoke on the ink
Heavy fees, manufacture size make you think
Couldn't blink
"C'est la vie" like skatin' on the rink
John Curry, I'ma make it entertainin' at least
Young Wabo, Perry Maysun, young bulls out the east, shit
Freestylin' out the obligata, I feel obligated to tell you niggas I patiently waited
My flow changes like seasonal weather
Niggas confusin' business and pleasure
Niggas don't know what it is and what it ain't, that's insane, uh
Life ain't a game, but I'm tryna pick your brain like a game of Operation
Ten-four, stand for the leader of a new generation
Young Wabo standin' in the precipitation
I been havin' patience, I been grindin' hard
Lord knows, I know my God (God)