Lynch/Windchime Ganja Jesus

[Part 1: Lynch]

Verse 1:
Got these drugs fucking with my mind again
Got me talking out of line again
Got me talking on the same shit again
Got me feeling like the shit again
I'm saying fuck rhyme flows and schemes
My only scheme is to make white pussy scream
As that fucking beat drops
If Tyler can make a quarter mil selling socks
Maybe I can make diamonds out of rocks
And rock em tighter than this offbeat flow I'm speaking in before I let the drum roll

Verse 2:
Hear that heartbeat louder than these coke heads with Tourette's
Reaching for her heart said she got Cardiac Arrest
Chill little mama I'm just tryna palm your breast
Underneath that denim vest
You rocking Wu Tang shirts but can't tell me bout Inspectah Deck
Wow I'm off as shit
Let me get back on it
Let me contemplate regrets
I'm fucking with these white girls smoking all of dem cigarettes
Tryna nut on assets in the back of her daddy's corvette
And in a minute she'll soon be consuming my navy cadets