[Intro]
Yeah
I'm feelin' good
I'm feelin' real fuckin' good, ayy
[Verse 1]
I've been on time-out since kindergarten
Doc tested me for crazy, I was in the margin
Couple marijuana plants growin' in my garden
Throw some kratom in my waters when I'm sippin' on 'em
And I be killin' everything up on my John Wick
Trust me, motherfucker, you don't really want this
Got a little blonde chick who's Nicki Minaj thick
To my side like I'm starrin' in a Bond flick, cut through the conflict
Like a hot knife through some Land O'Lakes
So you could dissect my words and annotate
But you could never find a weak spot, I got that Heat Rock
And we pullin' up, better slam those brakes
Until the fat lady sing on Broadway
Don't know how much that broad weigh, but she hit them acapellas all day
A renegade, part Shady and part Jay
And part Tasmanian devil, raisin' hell in the hallways
I'm takin' it over, I heat 'em up just like the brave little toaster
Until the fuckin' day that I'm sober
Mary Jane in my bowl loaded with a whole 'nother O
Of this dope that I'm rollin', 'cause baby, that's the way of the stoner
I got a hundred proof in my cup with some juice
And I get fuckin' loose, shit, it runs in my roots
I go hard, poppin' Cialises up in the booth
Killin' shit because it's somethin' to do
Yeah
I'm feelin' good
I'm feelin' real fuckin' good, ayy
[Verse 1]
I've been on time-out since kindergarten
Doc tested me for crazy, I was in the margin
Couple marijuana plants growin' in my garden
Throw some kratom in my waters when I'm sippin' on 'em
And I be killin' everything up on my John Wick
Trust me, motherfucker, you don't really want this
Got a little blonde chick who's Nicki Minaj thick
To my side like I'm starrin' in a Bond flick, cut through the conflict
Like a hot knife through some Land O'Lakes
So you could dissect my words and annotate
But you could never find a weak spot, I got that Heat Rock
And we pullin' up, better slam those brakes
Until the fat lady sing on Broadway
Don't know how much that broad weigh, but she hit them acapellas all day
A renegade, part Shady and part Jay
And part Tasmanian devil, raisin' hell in the hallways
I'm takin' it over, I heat 'em up just like the brave little toaster
Until the fuckin' day that I'm sober
Mary Jane in my bowl loaded with a whole 'nother O
Of this dope that I'm rollin', 'cause baby, that's the way of the stoner
I got a hundred proof in my cup with some juice
And I get fuckin' loose, shit, it runs in my roots
I go hard, poppin' Cialises up in the booth
Killin' shit because it's somethin' to do
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