[Intro: King Chip]
Uh-huh
Yeah
Woah, woah, woah
Shit, boys, damn

[Chorus: King Chip & Juicy J]
I'm feeling experimental
Just popped two, now what have I gotten into?
Tryna cope with all this shit I been through
These substances is fucking with my mental, my mental
I'm so experimental
Just popped two, now what have I gotten into?
These substances is fucking with my mental
Fucking with my mental (Trippy, trippy niggas, trippy)

[Verse 1: Juicy J]
Big blunts of that cookie (Mhm) ducked off in that Phantom (Mhm)
Can't no nigga do like me (Mhm) this life I live outlandish (You know it)
Bunch of hoes in my mansion (Let's get it) gettin' trippy off them bars (Bitch)
I don't do no handcuffin', toss 'em to my dawgs (She yours)
Bout' to start a bank, all this money that I make (Cash)
Sour Diesel smoking, Memphis nigga getting paid (Cash)
Bunch of bad bitches (Bitch) beggin' Juice to fuck (Let's go)
Drinking 'til I throw up, smoking 'til I'm stuck (You know it)
Loud kush, you can hear it when I walk by (We smoking)
The room is movin' side to side, I'm feelin' hypnotized (We trippy)
Getting faded in the Phantom, ain't no stopping a riot (No phrasing)
These niggas smoking dirt (Pussy) actin' like they high
(High, high, high, high, high, high, high)
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